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PREPARED BY A COMMITTEE APPOINTED BY THE QENERAL SYNOD.
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PHILADELPHIA :
THE PUBLICATION AND SUNDAY SCHOOL BOARD OF THE REFORMED
CHURCH IN THE UNITED STATES.
FIKXEENXH ANr> RACE STREETS
1915
Copyright 1890
By the General Synod of the Reformed Church
IN THE United States.
PREFACE
THK Committee to whom was intrusted the work of preparing a Hymnal fot
the use of The Reformed Church in the United States has endeavored
faithfully to abide by the instructions given at the time of its appointment
at the meeting of the General Synod at Akron, Ohio, June, 1887, viz., "To pre-
pare such a collection as may, in the judgment of the committee, be best adapted
to the needs of the Reformed Church in the United States."
In now presenting to the Church the results of its long and arduous labors,
the Committee desires first of all to return most devout thanks to the great Head
of the Church for his most gracious guidance and help, and to pray that this
collection of hymns of praise may for many years to come redound to his in-
creasing glory in the service of the sanctuary, and furthermore to express the
hope that this Hymnal may prove to be truly suited to the needs^ of the people
of the Reformed Church and be abundantly blessed to their spiritual edification
and profit.
To choose from the vast amount of material at hand and to decide what
hymns should be admitted to the collection and what excluded, has been no easy
task. On a careful examination, however, it will be found that verj^ few, if any,
of the good old hymns, endeared to our people from long usage, have been omitted ;
while on the other hand the claims of the more valuable amongst the modern and
popular compositions have by no means been disregarded.
In preparing this collection the aim has been not only to choose the best
hymns, but also to select the best music available (some of it at a very considerable
cost for copyright privileges), and furthermore so to adapt the tunes to the w^ords
as at once to gratify a cultivated literary and musical taste and to insure the
hearty enjoyment of the people. Of necessity by far the larger number of tunes
are old. They have been so long in use and are so enshrined in the best affections
of God's people, that to omit them would have been a serious offense. At the same
time, also, much of the music will be found to be new. A vast number of so-called
"popular tunes," whose favor is as surprising as it is ephemeral, have been stu-
diously avoided ; but those tunes of a more recent composition which appear to
possess permanent and intrinsic value have been as carefully admitted.
It is now the pleasant duty of the Committee to acknowledge the uniform
courtesy and kindness of many brethren in the ministry and amongst the laity
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of the Church, during the preparation of this work, and more particularly to ex-
press their obligation to the following persons :
To Mr. H. T. Buckley, organist of Third Street Reformed church, Easton, Pa.,
to Mrs. H. M. KiefFer, of Easton, Pa., and to Miss Lizzie May Fitz, of Martinsburg,
W. Va., for valuable assistance in the musical part of the work :
To Bishop J. H. Vincent, to Miss Alice Nevin, to Dr. E. P. Parker, to Pro-
fessors J. H. Kurzenknabe, E. C. Zartman, Fred. Schilling and Ira D. Sankey for
special privileges in the use of tunes of their composition :
To the following musical composers and publishers for permission to use
tunes of their composition or ownership : Oliver Ditson & Co., Biglow & Main,
John Church & Co., Mrs. Sarah N. Holbrook, Mrs. Lizzie Tourgee E.stabrook, Mr.
U. C. Burnap, Mr. Theo. E. Perkins, Mr. John R. Sweney, Mr. Wm. G. Fischer,
John T. Grape ; also to the Publication Board of the Reformed Church for permis-
sion to use the hymns composed by the Rev. Dr. E. E. Higbee and the Rev. Dr.
E. H. Nevin, and for all music selected from "Tunes for Worship," by Professor
Henry Schwing :
And finally to Professor Henry Schwing both for permission to use music
of his composition and for his valued services in editing the musical part of this
collection.
May this Hymnal commend itself to the people of the Reformed Church
in the United States. May it soon become the one book of praise in common
use throughout all sections of the Church. And may God abundantly bless it
to his service for many years to come.
H. M. KiKFFER,
J. A. HOFPHEINS,
John M. Schick,
H. H. W. HiBSHMAN.
NOTICE. — Many hymns and tunes in this collection, as well as the arrange-
ments and adaptations of music, are introduced "by permission," either purchased
or given, and therefore can not be used without the consent of the authors or
owners of the copyrights.
Contents.
Pages. Pages.
GENERAL PRAISE 1-7 BURIAL 271-280
ADVENT SEASON 8-33 HARVEST AND THANKSGIVING . 281-294
CHRISTMAS SEASON 34-47 MORNING AND EVENING . . . .295-316
NEW YEAR 48-52
OPENING AND CLOSING ..... 317-325
EPIPHANY 53-78
CHILDREN'S SERVICE 326-346
LENT 79-107
MISCELLANEOUS 347-371
PASSION WEEK 108-127
CHANTS 372-388
EASTER SEASON 128-148
RESPONSES AND DOXOLOGIES . . 389-395
ASCENSION DAY 149-158
WHITSUNTIDE 159-167 INDEX OF TUNES 396-398
TRINITY SUNDAY 168-174 METRICAL INDEX 399-401
TRINITY SEASON 175-237 indEX OF SUBJECTS 402-403
BAPTISM AND CONFIRMATION . 238-247
INDEX OF AUTHORS 404-406
HOLY COMMUNION 248-259
HYMNS FOR THE CHURCH YEAR . 407
ORDINATION AND INSTALLATION 260-263
INDEX OF CHANTS 408
CORNER-STONE, AND CHURCH
CONSECRATION 264-270 INDEX OF FIRST LINES 409^14
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General Praise.
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Thou that takest away the I sin of the | world: I| have mercy up- | on — | us.
Thou that takest away the | sin of the | world: || re- | ceive our | prayer.
Thou that sittest at the right hand of | God the | Father: || have mercy up-
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1 We praise | Thee, O | God; || we acknowledge | Thee to | be the | Lord.
All the earth doth | worship | Thee, || the | Father | ever- | lasting.
2 To Thee all angels | cry a- | loud: |i the heavens and | all the | powers there- | in.
To Thee cherubim and | sera- | phim || con- | tinual- | ly do | cry,
3 Holy, holy, holy. Lord | God of | Sabaoth: |I heaven and earth are full of the
I majesty | of thy | glory.
The glorious company of the apostles | praise — | Thee: || the goodly fellow-
ship of the I prophets | praise — | Thee:
4 The noble army of martyrs | praise — | Thee: I| the holy Church throughout
all the world | doth ac- | knowledge | Thee,
The I Fa — | ther || of an | infinite | Majes- | ty;
5 Thine adorable, true and | only | Son: || also the | Holy | Ghost, the | Com-
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Thou art the King of glory, | O — | Christ: || Thou art the everlasting | Son —
I of the I Father.
6 When Thou tookest upon Thee to de- | liver | man, || Thou didst humble
Thyself to be | born — | of a | Virgin;
When Thou hadst overcome the | sharpness of | death, |1 Thou didst open the
kingdom of | heaven to | all be- | lievers.
7 Thou sittest at the right | hand of | God, || in the | glory | of the Father.
We believe that Thou shalt come to | be our | Judge: we therefore pray
Thee, help thy servants, whom Thou hast redeemed | with thy | precious
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8 Make them to be numbered | with thy | saints H in J glory | ever- | lasting.
O Lord, I save thy | people |i and | bless — | thy — | heritage.
9 Gov- I ern — | them, || and | lift them | up for- | ever.
Day by day we | magnify | Thee: |1 and we worship thy name ever, | world
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10 Vouch- I safe, O | Lord, ]] to keep us this | day with- | out — | sin.
O Lord, have | mercy up- | on us, |I have | mer | cy up- | on us.
11 O Lord, let thy mercy | be up- | on us, 1| as our | trust is | in — | Thee.
O Lord, in Thee | have I | trusted: 1| let me | never | be con- | founded.
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The strain upraise of joy and praise, Alle- | lu-ia!
To the glory of their King shall the ransomed
Alle- I luia!
And the choirs that | dwell on high,
Shall re-echo | through the sky, || Alle- | luia!
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3 They in the rest of Para- | dise who dwell.
The blessed ones with joy the | chorus swell,
4 The planets glitt'ring on their | heavenly way.
The shining constellations, | join and say, || Alle- | luia!
5 Ye clouds that onward sweep, ye winds on | pinions light,
Ye thunders, echoing loud and deep, ye lightnings, |
sweet con- | sent unite || your Alle- | luia!
6 Ye floods and ocean billows, ye storms and | winter snow,
Ye days of cloudless beauty, hoar frost and | summer glow,
II Ye groves that wave in spring | and glorious | forests sing,
7 First let the birds with painted | plumage gay.
Exalt their great Creator's | praise and say, || Alle- | luia! || Alle- ^
8 Then let the beasts of earth, with | varying strain,
Join in creation's hymn and | cry again, || Alle- | luia! 1| Alle- | luia!
9 Here let the mountains thunder forth so- | norous, |[ Alle- | luia!
II There let the valleys sing in gentler | chorus, || Alle- | luia!
10 Thou jubilant abyss of | ocean cry, || Alle- | luia!
II Ye tracts of earth, and conti- | nents, reply, || Alle- | luia!
11 To God, who all ere- | ation made,
The frequent hymn be | duly paid, || Alle- | luia! || Alle- | luia!
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Wherefore we sing, both heart and voice a- | waking, |] Alle- | luia!
And children's voices echo, answer | making, || Alle- j luia!
Now from all men | be outpoured || Alleluia | to the Lord;
!| With Alleluia | evermore || the Son and Spirit | we adore.
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The heavens and all the powers on high'
Thee, holy, holy, holy King,
Lord God of hosts, they ever sing.
3 The apostles join the glorious throng.
The prophets swell the immortal song,
The martyrs' noble army raise
Eternal anthems to thy praise.
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From day to day, O Lord, do we
Highly exalt and honor Thee;
Thy name we worship and adore,
World without end, forevermore.
Vouchsafe, O Lord, we humbly pray,
To keep us safe from sin this day;
Have mercy. Lord, we trust in Thee,
O let us ne'er confounded be.
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And with my heart my voice I'll raise
To Thee, my God, in songs of praise.
Thy praises. Lord, I will resound
To all the listening nations round;
Thy mercy highest heaven transcends;
Thy truth beyond the clouds extends.
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Night and day, continual praise;
Hast Thou not a mission too
For thy children here to do ?
With the prophets' goodly line
We in mystic bond combine;
For Thou hast to babes revealed
Things that to the wise were sealed.
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Martyrs, in a noble host.
Of thy cross are heard to boast;
Since so bright the crown they wear,
We with them thy cross would bear,
All thy Church in heaven and earth,
Jesus, hail thy spotless birth;
Seated on the judgment-throne,
Number us among thine own.
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GLORY be to God on high,
God, whose glory fills the sky;
Peace on earth to man forgiven,
Man, the well-beloved of heaven.
Sovereign Father, heavenly King,
Thee we now presume to sing,
Glad thine attributes confess.
Glorious all and numberless.
Hail, by all thy works adored.
Hail the everlasting Lord!
Thee with thankful hearts we prove,
God of power and God of love;
Christ our Lord and God we own,
Christ the Father's only Son,
Lamb of God, for sinners slain,
Saviour of offending man.
Jesus, in thy name we pray.
Take, O take our sins away;
Powerful Advocate with God,
Justify us by thy blood;
Hear, for Thou, O Christ, alone
Art with thy great Father One;
One the Holy Ghost with Thee,
One supreme, eternal Three.
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Graciously cares He for his chosen Sent of the Father and the Son to bless
people; us;
Young men and maidens, ye old men Praise ye the Father, Son and Holy
and children. Spirit,
Praise ye the Saviour. Praise ye the triune God.
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How vast thy gifts, how free!
Thy blood, our life; thy word, our feast:
Thy name, our only plea.
3 Hosanna! Master, lo, we bring
Our offerings to thy throne;
Not gold nor myrrh nor mortal thing.
But hearts to be thine own.
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Approved a lisping throng;
Be gracious still, and deign to hear
Our poor but grateful song.
O Saviour, if redeemed by Thee,
Thy temple we behold,
Hosannas through eternity
We'll sing to harps of gold.
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Earth is with its fulness stored;
Unto Thee be glory given,
Holy, holy, holy Lord.
Thus thy glorious name confessing,
We adopt the angels' cry,
Holy, holy, holy, blessing
Thee, the Lord our God most high.
R. Mant.
Ever thus in God's high praises,
Brethren, let our tongues unite.
While our thoughts his greatness raises
And our love his gifts excite.
With his seraph train before Him,
With his holy Church below,
Thus unite we to adore Him,
Bid we thus our anthem flow.
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Alleluia! Church victorious.
Join the concert of the sky;
Alleluia! bright and glorious.
Lift, ye saints, this strain on high;
We, poor exiles,
Join not yet your melody.
Alleluia! strains of gladness
Suit not souls with anguish torn;
Alleluia! sounds of sadness
Best become our state forlorn;
Our offenses
We with bitter tears must mourfi.
But our earnest supplication,
Holy God, we raise to Thee;
Visit us with thy salvation,
Make us all thy joys to see;
Alleluia!
Ours at length this strain shall be.
John Chandler, 1837.
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Blest Advent of our ling' ring Lord!
How high the hope, how sure the word,
That thus, with every year's return.
Makes our dull hearts within us burn
For that long-sought and promised day,
When heaven and earth shall pass away,
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Since childhood's early hours, our eyes
Have watch' d the east for red'ning
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Year after year has Advent brought
Nearer to us the prize we sought;
But still it Hngers — O that we
Were more prepared to welcome Thee!
Thine advent, with its angel throng,
Would not be tarrying, Lord, so long.
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O Thou long-expected, weary
Waits my anxious soul for Thee ;
Life is dark and earth is dreary,
Where thy. light I do not see.
O my Saviour,
When wilt Thou return to me ?
Long, too long in sin and sadness,
Far away from Thee I pine ;
When, O when, shall I the gladness
Of thy Spirit feel in mine ?
O my Saviour,
When shall I be wholly thine ?
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Nearer is my soul's salvation.
Spent the night, the day at hand;
Keep me in my lonely station,
Watching for Thee, till I stand,
O my Saviour,
In thy bright and promised land.
With my lamp well trimmed and
burning.
Swift to hear and slow to roam,
Watching for thy glad returning,
To restore me to my home,
Come, my Saviour,
O my Saviour, quickly come.
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2 Ever>' eye shall now behold Him,
Robed in dreadful majesty;
Those who set at naught and sold Him,
Pierced and nailed Him to the tree,
Deeply wailing,
Shall the true Messiah see.
3 Every island, sea and mountain.
Heaven and earth shall flee away;
All who hate Him must, confounded,
Hear the trump proclaim the day;
Come to judgment.
Come to judgment, come away.
4 Now redemption, long expected.
See in solemn pomp appear;
All his saints, by man rejected,
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Hallelujah!
See the day of God appear.
Answer thine own bride and Spirit,
Hasten, Lord, the general doom;
The new heav'n and earth t' inherit,
Take thy pining exiles home;
All creation
Travails, groans and bids Thee come.
Yea, Amen, let all adore Thee,
High on thine eternal throne;
Saviour, take the power and glory,
Claim the kingdom for thine own;
O come quickly.
Everlasting God, come down.
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Gracious Saviour,
Own me in that day for thine.
3 At his call the dead awaken,
Rise to life from earth and sea;
All the powers of nature, shaken
By his look, prepare to flee;
Careless sinner,
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But to those who have confessed.
Loved and served the Lord below,
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The sun in heaven grow pale ;
But Thou hast sworn and wilt not change,
Thy faithful shall not fail.
Then grant us, Saviour, so to pass
Our time in trembling here,
That when upon the clouds of heaven
Thy glory shall appear.
Uplifting high our joyful heads
In triumph we may rise,
And enter, with thine angel train.
Thy palace in the skies.
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And be the low valley exalted on high;
The rough path and crooked be made smooth and even,
He Cometh, our King, our Redeemer is nigh.
3 The beams of salvation his progress illume,
The lone, dreary wilderness sings of her God;
The rose and the myrtle there suddenly bloom,
And the olive of peace spreads its branches abroad.
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Horatius Bonar, 1857, ab.
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Born but for one brief day,
Pass from my heart away,
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Farewell, ye dreams of night
Jesus is mine;
Lost in this dawning bright,
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Welcome, eternity,
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Welcome, sweet scenes of rest,
Welcome, my Saviour's breast,
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At that last trumpet's sounding,
Caught up to meet Him in the skies,
With joy their Lord surrounding;
No gloomy fears their souls dismay;
His presence sheds eternal day
On those prepared to meet Him.
Th' ungodly, filled with guilty fears,
Behold his wrath prevailing;
In woe they rise, but all their tears
And sighs are unavailing;
The day of grace is past and gone,
Trembling they stand before his throne.
All unprepared to meet Him.
W. B. Collyer, 1812.
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Traveler, blessedness and light,
Peace and truth its course portends;
Watchman, will its beams alone
Gild the spot that gave them birth ?
Traveler, ages are its own;
See, it bursts o'er all the earth.
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Watchman, tell us of the night.
For the morning seems to dawn;
Traveler, darkness takes its flight.
Doubt and terror are withdrawn ;
Watchman, let thy wanderings cease^
Hie thee to thy quiet home;
Traveler, lo, the Prince of Peace,
Lo, the Son of God is come.
John Bowring, 1825.
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Make safe the way that leads on high,
And close the path to misery. — Ref.
O come, O come. Thou Lord of might.
Who to the tribes, on Sinai's height
In ancient times, didst give the law,
In cloud and majesty and awe. — Ref.
Latin Hymn, 12th century.
By per. Biglow & Maix.
O come. Thou rod of Jesse, free
Thine own from Satan's tyranny;
From depths of hell thy people save.
And give them victory o' er the grave.
—Ref.
O come, Thou dayspring, come and
Our spirits by thine advent here ; [cheer
Disperse the gloomy clouds of night.
And death's dark shadows put to flight.
—Ref.
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In our deepest darkness rise;
Scatter all the night of nature,
Pour the day upon our eyes.
Still we wait for thine appearing;
Life and joy thy beams impart,
CROWN his head with endless blessing,
Who, in God the Father's name,
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By thine all-sufficient merit
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For his mercy, never ceasing,
Flows and flows for evermore.
Wm. Goode.
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Now shall rise ; for lo, the day-star
Comes with healing in his wings.
From on high the Lamb, commissioned
To remove our guilt, appears ;
Let us all, to gain his pardon,
Pray with penitential tears—
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That, when at his second advent,
Clouds of glory mark his path,
And the world in fiery deluge
Sinks beneath his dreadful wrath,
We may not for sins be driven
Exiles into endless doom.
But, beneath his strong protection
Sheltered, reach eternal home.
Ambrose.— Translated by E. E, Higbee.
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L. Beethoven, 1770 — 1827.
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Yet nightly pitch my moving tent
A day's march nearer home.
3 My Father's house on high,
Home of my soul, how near
At times to faith's foreseeing eye
Thy golden gates appear !
4 My thirsty spirit faints
To reach the land I love.
The brigiit inheritance of saints,
Jerusalem above.
5 I hear at morn and even.
At noon and midnight hour,
The choral harmonies of heaven
Earth's Babel tongues o'erpower.
6 " Forever with the Lord !"
Father, if 'tis thy will,
The promise of that faithful word
E'en here to me fulfil.
7 So, when my latest breath
Shall rend the veil in twain.
By death I shall escape from death,
And life eternal gain.
8 Knowing as I am known,
How shall I love that word,
And oft repeat before the throne,
** Forever with the Lord !"
James Montgomery, 1835.
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'Tis not the whole of life to live.
Nor all of death to die.
Beyond this vale of tears
There is a life above.
Unmeasured by the flight of years.
And all that life is love.
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4 There is a death whose pang
Outlasts the fleeting breath ;
O what eternal horrors hang
Around the second death !
5 Lord God of truth and grace.
Teach us that death to shun,
Lest we be banished from thy face.
And evermore undone.
James Montgomery, 18191
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Large are the mansions in thy Father's dwelling,
Glad are the homes that sorrows never dim;
Sweet are the harps in holy music swelling,
Soft are the tones which raise the heavenly hymn.
There, like an Eden blossoming in gladness,
Bloom the fair flowers the earth too rudely pressed;
Come unto Me, all ye who droop in sadness.
Come unto Me, and I will give you rest.
Mrs. C. H. Esling, 1839.
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That throbs with all our sorrows and our fears,
And that great love divine its light revealing
In short bright flashes through a mist of tears.
3 Then most we need the voice that while it weepeth
Yet hath a solemn undertone that saith:
"Weep not; thy darling is not dead, but sleepeth;
Only believe, for I have conquered death."
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4 Then most we need the thoughts of resurrection,
Not the hfe here, 'mid pain and sin and woe,
But ever in the fuhiess of perfection
To walk with Him in robes as white as snow.
5 Didst Thou not enter in when that cold sleeper
Lay still, with pulseless heart and leaden eyes,
Put calmly forth each loud tumultuous weeper,
And take her by the hand and bid her rise ?
6 Come to us, Saviour, in our lone dejection.
Speak calmly to our wild and helpless grief.
Bring us the hopes and thoughts of resurrection.
Bring us the comfort of a true belief.
7 Come, with that human voice that breaks in w^eeping.
Come, with that awful tenderness divine,
Come, tell us that they are not dead but sleeping,
But gone before to Thee, for they are thine.
WARD,
L. M
Cecil Frances Alexander.
Lowell Mason. Arr.
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As once in lowly form He came,
A silent Lamb to slaughter led.
The bruised, the suff' ring and the dead.
The Lord will come, a dreadful form.
With wreath of flame and robe of
storm,
On cherub wings and wings of wind.
Appointed Judge of human kind.
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1 HE reigns, the Lord, the Saviour,
reigns;
Praise Him in evangelic strains;
Let the v.'hole earth in songs rejoice.
And distant islands join their voice.
2 Deep are his counsels and unknown.
But grace and truth support his throne;
Though gloomy clouds his way surround.
Justice is their eternal ground.
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A pilgrim on the world's highwa}^
By power oppressed and mocked by
pride ?
O God, is this the crucified ?
Go, tyrants, to the rocks complain.
Go, seek the mountain's cleft in vain;
But faith, victorious o'er the tomb.
Shall sing for joy, "The Lord is come."
Reginald Heber, iSii.
In robes of judgment, lo. He comes,
Shakes the w4de earth and cleaves the
tombs;
Before Him burns devouring fire,
The mountains melt, the seas retire.
His enemies, with sore dismay,
Fly from the sight and shun the day;
Then lift your heads, ye saints, on high,
And sing, for your redemption's nigh.
Isaac Watts.
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Let Satan from his throne be hurled,
All nations bow to thy command,
And grace revive a dying world.
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1 WHEN shades of night around us close,
And weary limbs in sleep repose,
The faithful soul awake may be.
And longing sigh, O Lord, for Thee.
2 Thou true desire of nations, hear;
Thou Word of God, Thou Saviour dear,
ALPHEGE. 7S&6S
Teach us in watchfulness and prayer
To wait for the appointed hour.
And fit us by thy grace to share
The triumphs of thy conquering power.
Wm. H. Bathurst.
In pity heed our humble cries,
And bid at length the fallen rise.
3 O come. Redeemer, come and free
Thine own from guilt and misery;
The gates of heaven again unfold.
Which Adam's sin had closed of old.
Rev. H. J. Gauntlett, 1806 — 1876.
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Short toil, eternal rest,
For mortals and for sinners,
A mansion with the blest.
5 But He whom now we trust in
Shall then be seen and known,
And they that know and see Him
Shall have Him for their own.
3 And now we fight the battle.
But then shall wear the crown
Of full and everlasting
And passionless renown.
4 And now we watch and struggle,
And now we live in hope,
And Zion in her anguish
With Babylon must cope.
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6 The morning shall awaken.
The shadows shall decay,
And each true-hearted servant
Shall shine as doth the day.
7 There God, our King and portion,
In fulness of his grace,
Shall we behold forever
And worship face to face.
Bernard of Morlaix, iiso.-
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All jubilant with song,
And bright with many an angel
And all the martyr throng;
The Prince is ever in them.
The daylight is serene;
The pastures of the blessed
Are decked in glorious sheen.
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There is the throne of David;
And there, from care released,
The song of them that triumph,
The shout of them that feast;
And they who with their leader
Have conquered in the fight
Forever and forever
Are clad in robes of white.
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2 O one, O only mansion,
O Paradise of joy,
Where tears are ever banished,
And smiles have no alloy;
The Lamb is all thy splendor,
The crucified thy praise;
His laud and benediction
Thy ransomed people raise.
3 With jasper glow thy bulwarks,
Thy streets with emeralds blaze;
The sardius and the topaz
Unite in thee their rays ;
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THE world is very evil,
The times are waxing late,
Be sober and keep vigil,
The Judge is at the gate.
The Judge who comes in mercy,
The Judge who comes with might,
Who comes to end the evil,
Who comes to crown the right.
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Thine ageless walls are bonded
With amethyst unpriced;
The saints build up its fabric,
The corner-stone is Christ.
Thou hast no shore, fair ocean.
Thou hast no time, bright day,
Dear fountain of refreshment
To pilgrim's far away;
Upon the Rock of Ages
They raise thy holy tower;
Thine is the victor's laurel.
And thine the golden dower.
Bernard of Morlaix, 1150.
Tr. J. M. Neale.
Arise, arise, good Christian,
Let right to wrong succeed;
Let penitential sorrow
To heavenly gladness lead.
To light that has no evening.
That knows no moon nor sun,
The light so new and golden,
The light that is but one.
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3 O home of fadeless splendor,
Of flowers that fear no thorn,
Where they shall dwell as children
Who here as exiles mourn;
'Midst power that knows no limit,
Where wisdom has no bound,
The beatific vision
Shall glad the saints around.
4 O happy, holy portion.
Refection for the blest,
True vision of true beauty,
True cure of the distrest;
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Strive, man, to win that glory,
Toil, man, to gain that light,
Send hope before to grasp it,
Till hope be lost in sight.
O sweet and blessed country,
The home of God's elect,
O sweet and blessed country,
That eager hearts expect;
Jesus, in mercy bring us
To that dear land of rest,
Who art, with God the Father
And Spirit, ever blest.
Bernard of Morlaix. 1150.
Tr. Jno. M. Neal, 1851.
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That never pains again.
Come, kingdom of our God,
And make the broad earth thine ;
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1 O SAVIOUR of our race,
Welcome indeed Thou art,
Blessed Redeemer, fount of grace,
To this my longing heart.
2 Light of the world, abide
Through faith within my heart;
Leave me to seek no other guide.
Nor e'er from Thee depart.
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Stretch o'er her lands and isles the rod
That flowers with grace divine.
Soon may all tribes be blest
With fruit from life's glad tree.
And in its shade like brothers rest,
Sons of one family.
John Johns, 1837.
Thou art the life, O Lord,
Sole light of life Thou art;
Let not thy glorious rays be poured
In vain on my dark heart.
Star of the east, arise,
Drive all my clouds away.
Guide me till earth's dim twilight dies
Into the perfect day.
Catharine Winkworth.
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2 Though in a foreign land,
We are not far from home ;
And nearer to our house above
We every moment come.
3 His grace will to the end
Stronger and brighter shine;
Nor present things nor things to come
Shall quench the spark divine.
4 Soon shall our doubts and fears
Subside at his control:
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His loving kindness shall break through
The midnight of the soul.
5 Wait till the shadows flee,
Wait thine appointed hour,
Wait till the bridegroom of thy soul
Reveal his love with power.
6 The time of love will come,
When thou shalt clearly see.
Not only that He shed his blood,
But that it flowed for thee.
Augustus M. Toplady, 1772.
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How long, O Lord our God,
Holy and true and good, [Church,
Wilt Thou not judge thy suffering
Her sighs and tears and blood ?
Saint after saint on earth
Has lived and loved and died;
And as they left us one by one,
We laid them side by side.
We laid them down to sleep,
But not in hope forlorn;
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THE Son of Man shall come
With angel hosts around,
'Mid darkening sun and falling stars,
And trumpet's solemn sound.
Awake, ye slumbering souls,
It is no time for rest;
He comes, as comes the lightning flash,
Shining from east to west.
Thy servants, Lord, prepare
For that tremendous day;
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We laid them but to ripen there.
Till the last glorious morn.
We long to hear thy voice,
To see Thee face to face,
To share thy crown and glory then,
As now we share thy grace.
Come, Lord, and wipe away
The curse, the sin, the stain,
And make this blighted world of ours
Thine own fair world again.
H. Bonar, iSsft.
Fill every heart with watchful care.
And stir us up to pray.
Help us to wait the hour
In toil and holy fear,
When, manifested with thy saints.
Thou shalt again appear.
Then, when the wailing earth
Thy sign in heaven shall see.
Thou shalt send forth thine angel band
To gather us to Thee. h. w. Beadon.
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Repeat the sounding joy.
No more let sin and sorrow grow
Nor thorns infest the ground;
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Far as the curse is found.
He rules the world with truth and grace,
And makes the nations prove
The glories of his righteousness
And wonders of his love.
Isaac Watts, 1709.
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The banner of thy truth unfurled
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Announces that the Lord is nigh ;
Awake and hearken, for he brings ^
Glad tidings of the King of kings.
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And welcome Him wdth cheerful voice.
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And cleanse our hearts and smooth the
road,
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Now kindle in prophetic Hght;
The morning breaks, for ever past
The fearful reign of ancient night.
Hail, glorious advent, heavenly birth!
Shout, saints, in triumph Christ
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Good-will to men and peace on earth
Shall reign throughout the golden
years.
And make within a place of rest,
Meet home for such a royal guest.
For Thou art our salvation. Lord,
Our refuge and our great reward;
Without thine aid, like withering grass,
Man into nothingness must pass.
To heal the sick stretch forth thine
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And bid the fallen sinner stand;
Reveal thy face and joy restore,
And make earth Paradise once more.
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He treasures up his bright designs,
And works his sov' reign will.
3 Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take ;
The clouds ye so much dread
Are big with mercy, and shall break
In blessings on your head.
4 Judge not the Lord by feeble sense,
But trust Him for his grace ;
Behind a frowning providence
He hides a smiling face.
His purposes will ripen fast,
Unfolding every hour;
The bud may have a bitter taste,
But sweet will be the flower.
Blind unbelief is sure to err.
And scan his work in vain;
God is his own interpreter.
And He will make it plain.
William Cowper, 1772.
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Their lasting silence break.
And all harmonious human tongues
The Saviour's praises speak.
5 Angels, assist our mighty joys.
Strike all your harps of gold;
But when you raise your highest notes.
His love can ne'er be told.
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Hallelujah to the Lamb, etc.
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glorious, [than victorious;
O'er sin, death and hell Thou art more
Thy name is the theme of the great
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While angels and men raise the shout
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Hallelujah to the Lamb, etc.
With joy shall we stand, when escaped
to the shore;
With harps in our hands we'll praise
Him the more;
We'll range the sweet plains on the
banks of the river.
And sing of salvation forever and ever.
Hallelujah to the Lamb, etc.
R. Burdsall.
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Vain is the tempter's subtlest snare,
And vain hell's varied wiles
Then welcome toil and care and pain,
And welcome sorrow too ;
All toil is rest, all grief is gain,
With such a prize in view.
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1 AWAKE, awake the sacred song
To our incarnate Lord;
Let every heart and every tongue
Adore the eternal Word.
2 That awful Word, that sovereign power,
By whom the worlds were made —
O happy morn, illustrious hour —
W^as once in flesh arrayed.
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1 HARK, the glad sound, the Saviour 4
The Saviour promised long ; [comes,
Let every heart prepare a throne.
And every voice a song.
2 On Him the Spirit largely poured 5
Exerts his sacred fire;
Wisdom and might and zeal and love
His holy breast inspire.
3 He comes the prisoners to release, 6
In Satan's bondage held;
The gates of brass before Him burst,
The iron fetters yield.
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and palm.
Burst forth, glad stream of peace;
Come, holy city of the Lamb,
Rise, sun of righteousness.
When shall the clouds that veil thy rays
Forever be withdrawn ?
Why dost thou tarry, day of days ?
When shall thy gladness dawn ?
Horatius Bonar.
5 Then shone almighty power and love.
In all their glorious forms,
When Jesus left his throne above.
To dwell with sinful worms.
|. Adoring angels tuned their songs
To hail the joyful day;
With rapture then let mortal tongues
Their grateful worship pay.
Annie Steel.
He comes from thickest films of vice
To clear the mental ray,
And on the eyeballs of the blind
To pour celestial day.
He comes the broken heart to bind.
The bleeding soul to cure;
And with the treasures of his grace
T' enrich the humble poor.
Our glad hosannas, Prince of Peace,
Thy welcome shall proclaim.
And heav'n's eternal arches ring
With thy beloved name.
Philip Doddridge.
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MERIBAH
Lowell Mason, 1839.
I love to meet thy people now,
Before thy feet with them to bow,
Though vilest of them all;
But can I bear the piercing thought,
What if my name should be left out,
When Thou for them shalt call ?
O Lord, prevent it by thy grace,
Be Thou my only hiding-place,
In this the accepted day;
Thy pardoning voice O let me hear.
To still my unbelieving fear,
Nor let me fall, I pray.
Among thy saints let me be found,
Whene'er th' archangel's trump shall
To see thy smiling face; [sound,
Then loudest of the throng I'll sing,
While heaven's resounding mansions
With shouts of sovereign grace, [ring
Countess of Huntingdon, 1772.
Henry Schwing.
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"Hosanna, Lord," thy saints reply;
Above, beneath us and around,
The dead and living swell the sound,
Hosanna, Lord, hosanna in the highest.
O Saviour, with protecting care
Return to this, thy house of prayer,
Assembled in thy sacred name,
Where we thy parting promise claim,
Hosanna, Lord, hosanna in the highest.
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But chiefest in our cleansed breast.
Eternal, bid thy Spirit rest.
And make our secret soul to be
A temple pure, and worthy Thee,
Hosanna, Lord, hosanna in the highest^
So, in the last and dreadful day,
When earth and heaven shall melt away,
Thy flock, redeemed from sinful stain,
Shall swell the sound of praise again,
Hosanna, Lord, hosanna in the highest.
Reginald Heber, 1811.
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Or feel at death dismay ?
I've Canaan's goodly land in view,
And realms of endless day.
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Apostles, martyrs, prophets there
Around my Saviour stand,
And soon my friends in Christ below
Will join the glorious band.
Jerusalem, my happy home,
My soul still pants for thee ;
Then shall my labors have an end.
When I thy joys shall see.
Latin Hymn, 8th century.
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The world is growing old;
Who would not be at rest and free
Where love is never cold ? — Ref.
0 Paradise, O Paradise,
'Tis weary waiting here;
1 long to be where Jesus is,
To feel, to see Him near; — Ref.
O Paradise, O Paradise,
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O Paradise, O Paradise,
I greatly long to see
The special place my dearest Lord
Is destining for me; — Ref.
O Paradise, O Paradise,
I feel 'twill not be long;
Patience! I almost think I hear
Faint fragments of thy song; — Ref.
F. W. Faber, 1S49.
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See Jehovah's banners furled, [done,
Sheathed his sword. He speaks, 'tis
And the kingdoms of this world
Are the kingdoms of his Son.
He shall reign from pole to pole
With illimitable sway;
He shall reign, when like a scroll
Yonder heavens have passed away;
Then the end; beneath his rod
Man's last enemy shall fall;
Hallelujah! Christ in God,
God in Christ is all in all.
James Montgomery, 1819.
From Mendelssohn.
The watchers on the mountain
Proclaim the bridegroom near;
Go meet Him, as He cometh,
With hallelujahs clear;
The marriage feast is waiting,
The gates wide open stand;
Up! up! ye heirs of glory,
The bridegroom is at hand.
Ye saints, who here in patience
Your cross and sufferings bore,
Shall live and reign forever.
Where sorrow is no more;
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Around the throne of glory
The Lamb ye shall behold,
In triumph cast before Him
Your diadems of gold.
Our hope and expectation,
O Jesus, now appear;
Arise, Thou sun so longed for,
O'er this benighted sphere;
With hearts and hands uplifted
We plead, O Lord, to see
The day of earth's redemption,
That brings us unto Thee.
Laurentius Laurenti, 1709.
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God will make new heavens and earth,
Songs of praise shall hail their birth-
And shall man alone be dumb
Till that glorious kingdom come ?
60 SALZBURG.
No; the Church delights to raise
Psalms and hymns and songs of praise.
Saints below with heart and voice
Still in songs of praise rejoice,
Learning here, by faith and love
Songs of praise to sing above.
Borne upon their latest breath,
Songs of praise shall conquer death;
Then, amidst eternal joy,
Songs of praise their powers employ.
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Thou art worthy!
Thou from earth hast set us free.
Haste the day of thy returning,
With thy ransomed Church to reign;
Then shall end our days of mourning,
We shall sing with rapture then:
Thou art worthy!
Come, Lord Jesus, come. Amen.
Samuel P. Tregelles.
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Hail th' incarnate Deity,
Pleased as man with men to dwell,
Jesus, our Immanuel.
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Hail the sun of righteousness;
Risen with healing in his wings.
Light and life to all He brings;
Mild He lays his glory by.
Born that man no more may die,
Born to raise the sons of earth.
Born to give them second birth.
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Celestial choirs from courts above
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Make music on the air.
The answering hills of Palestine
Send back the glad reply,
And greet, from all their holy heights,
The dayspring from on high.
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man - tied plains.
O'er the blue depths of Gahlee
There comes a holier calm,
And Sharon waves in solemn praise
Her silent groves of palm.
" Glory to God," the sounding skies
Loud with their anthems ring;
' ' Peace to the earth, good-will to men.
From heaven's eternal King."
E. H. Sears, 1838V
Richard Storrs Willis, 1861.
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Still through the cloven skies they come,
With peaceful wings unfurled.
And still their heavenly music floats
O'er all the weary world;
Above its sad and lowly plains
They bend on hovering wing,
And ever o'er its Babel sounds
The blessed angels sing.
O ye, beneath life's crushing load
Whose forms are bending low,
Who toil along the climbing way
With painful steps and slow,
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Come swiftly on the wing;
O rest beside the weary road,
And hear the angels sing.
4 For lo, the days are hastening on.
By prophets seen of old,
Wlien with the ever-circling years
Shall come the time foretold.
When the new heaven and earth shall
The Prince of Peace their King, [own
And the whole world send back the song
Which now the angels sing.
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Yes, Thou art precious to my soul,
My transport and my trust;
Jewels to Thee are gaudy toys,
And gold is sordid dust.
All my capacious powers can wish
In Thee doth richly meet;
Not to mine eyes is life so dear,
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The noblest balm of all its wounds,
The cordial of its care.
5 I'll speak the honors of thy name.
With my last laboring breath ; [arms,
Then, speechless, clasp Thee in mine
The antidote of death.
Philip Doddridge, 1740.
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Shout alleluia, all ye choirs of angels,
Rejoice, heavenly citizens with glad
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Glory to God, to God on high be
glory;
O come, let us adore Him, etc.
4 Here, Lord, we would greet Thee, born
this happy morning,
O Jesus, forever be thy name adored,
Word of the Father, now for us
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O come, let us adore Him, etc.
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Forevermore adored. His reign no end shall know;
The wonderful, the counselor, Justice shall guard his throne above,
The great and mighty Lord. And peace abound below.
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Jerusalem triumphs, Messiah is King.
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Mortals, your homage be gratefully
bringing.
And sweet let the gladsome hosanna
arise ;
Ye angels, the full hallelujah be singing,
One chorus resound through the earth
and the skies.
Shout the glad tidings, exultingly sing;
Jerusalem triumphs, Messiah is King.
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1 HARK, the sound of angel voices,
Over Bethlehem's starlit plain ;
Hark, the heavenly host rejoices,
Jesus comes to earth to reign.
2 See celestial radiance beaming.
Lighting up the midnight sky ;
'Tis the promised day-star gleaming,
'Tis the dayspring from on high.
3 Westward, all along the ages,
Trace its pathway clear and bright,
Star of hope to eastern sages,
Radiant now with gospel light.
4 Angels from the realms of glory
Peace on earth delight to sing ;
Christian, tell the wondrous story,
Go proclaim the Saviour King.'
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" Glory in the highest, glory,
Glory be to God most high !
" Peace on earth, good-will from heaven,
Reaching far as man is found ;
Souls redeemed and sins forgiven,
Loud our golden harps shall sound.
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" Christ is born, the great anointed.
Heaven and earth his praises sing ;
O receive whom God appointed
For your Prophet, Priest and King.
" Hasten, mortals, to adore Him ;
Learn his name and taste his joy,
Till in heaven ye sing before Him,
Glory be to God most high !"
John Cawood, 1825.
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2 Israel's strength and consolation,
Hope of all the earth Thou art;
Long desired of every nation,
Joy of every waiting heart.
3 Born thy people to deliver.
Born a child, yet God our King,
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Born to reign in us forever,
Now thy gracious kingdom bring.
4 By thine own eternal Spirit,
Rule in all our hearts alone ;
B\' thine all-sufficient merit,
Raise us to thy glorious throne.
Chas. Wesley, 1744.
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Say to the nations, Jesus reigns,
God's own almighty Son;
His power the sinking world sustains,
And grace surrounds his throne.
Let heaven proclaim the joyful day,
Joy through the earth be seen;
Let cities shine in bright array,
And fields in cheerful green.
Let an unusual joy surprise
The islands of the sea;
Ye mountains sink, ye valleys rise.
Prepare the Lord his way.
Behold He comes, He comes to bless
The nations as their God,
To show the world his righteousness,
And send his truth abroad.
Isaac Watts..
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2 Although by stars Thou dost not lead
Thy servants now below,
Thy Holy Spirit, when they need,
Will show them how to go.
3 As yet we know Thee but in part;
But still we trust thy word,
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That blessed are the pure in heart,
For they shall see the Lord.
O Saviour, give us then thy grace^
To make us pure in heart.
That we may see Thee face to face
Hereafter, as Thou art.
John Mason Neale, 1850.
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Lewis Edson, 1748— 1820.
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Return, ye ransom'd sin-ners, home.
Exalt the Lamb of God,
The sin-atoning Lamb;
Redemption by his blood
Through all the lands proclaim;
The 3'ear of jubilee is come,
Return, ye ransomed sinners, home.
The gospel trumpet hear,
The news of pardoning grace;
Ye happy souls, draw near,
Behold your Saviour's face;
The year of jubilee is come.
Return, ye ransomed sinners, home,
Jesus, our great High Priest,
Has full atonement made;
Ye weary spirits, rest.
Ye mourning souls, be glad;
The year of jubilee is come,
Return, ye ransomed sinners, home.
Charles Wesley, 1750.
Henry Purcell, 1658—1695.
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Thick darkness blinds our eyes;
Cold is the night, and O we long
That Thou, our sun, wouldst rise.
And even now, though dull and grey,
The east is bright' ning fast,
And kindling to the perfect day
That never shall be past
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O guide us till our path is done
And we have reached the shore.
Where Thou, our everlasting sun,
Art shining evermore.
We wait in faith, and turn our face
To where the daylight springs.
Till Thou shalt come our gloom to chase.
With healing in thy wings.
J. M. Neale.
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Long by the prophets of Israel fore-
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Hail to the millions from bondage re-
turning, ^
Gentiles and Jews the blest vision
behold.
3 Lo, m the desert rich flowers are
springing,
Streams ever copious are gliding
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1 BRIGHTEST and best of the sons of
the morning,
Dawn on our darkness and lend us
thine aid;
Star of the east, the horizon adorning, ^
Guide where our infant Redeemer is
laid.
2 Cold on his cradle the dew-drops are
shining.
Low lies his head with the beasts of
the stall; ^
Angels adore Him, in slumber reclining,
Maker and monarch and Saviour of
all.
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Odors of Edom and offerings divine,
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Loud from the mountain-tops echoes
are ringing,
Wastes rise in verdure and mingle in
song.
See from all lands, from the isles of the
ocean.
Praise to Jehovah ascending on high;
Fallen are the engines of war and com-
motion,
Shouts of salvation are rending the
sky.
Thomas Hastings, 1830.
Gems of the mountain and pearls of the
ocean.
Myrrh from the forest or gold from
the mine ?
Vainly we offer each ample oblation,
Vainly with gold would his favor se-
cure ;
Richer by far is the heart's adoration,
Dearer to God are the prayers of the
poor.
Brightest and best of the sons of the
morning,
Dawn on our darkness and lend us
thine aid;
Star of the east, the horizon adorning,
Guide where our infant Redeemer is
laid.
Reginald Heber, 1811.
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Name of gladness, name of pleasure,
Ear and heart delighting well,
Name of sweetness passing measure,
Saving us from sin and hell.
Tis the name for adoration,
'Tis the name of victory;
*Tis the name for mediation
In this vale of misery;
'Tis the name for veneration
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Ov^er every other name ;
In this name whene'er assaulted
We can put our foes to shame;
Strength to them who else had halted,
Eyes to blind and feet to lame.
Jesus, we thy name adoring,
Long to see Thee as Thou art,
Of thy clemency imploring.
So to write it in our heart.
That hereafter, upwards soaring,
We with angels may have part.
Latin Hymn, 15th century. Tr. by J. M. Neale.
Arr. by Schwing.
Good-will to sinful man is shown,
And peace on earth is given;
For lo, th' incarnate Saviour comes
With messages from heav'n.
Justice and grace with sweet accord
His rising beams adorn;
Let heaven and earth in concert join.
The promised child is born.
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Glory to God in highest strains
By highest worlds is paid;
Be glory then by us proclaimed
And by our lives displayed.
When shall we reach those blissful realms.
Where Christ exalted reigns.
And learn of the celestial choir
Their own immortal strains ?
Philip Doddi^idge, 1740.
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Watching o'er your flocks by night,
God with man is now residing,
Yonder shines the infant Ught.
Come and worship.
Worship Christ, the new-born King.
NAILLE. s M.
3 Saints, before the altar bending.
Watching long in hope and fear,
Suddenly the Lord, descending,
In his temple shall appear.
Come and worship,
Worship Christ, the new-born King.
James Montgomery, 1819.
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The Lord who left the heav'ns,
Our hfe and peace to bring,
To dwell in lowliness with men,
Their pattern and their King,
He to the lowly soul
Doth still Himself impart,
And for his dwelling and his throne
Chooseth the pure in heart.
Lord, we thy presence seek,
May ours this blessing be;
Give us a pure and lowly heart,
A temple meet for thee.
John Keble, 1819.
Greatorex.
Per. O. DiTso.N & Co.
2 Not angels round the throne
Of majesty above
Are half so much obliged as we,
To our Immanuel's love.
3 They never sank so low.
They are not raised so high.
They never knew such depths of woe,
Such heights of majesty.
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GLORY to Thee, O Lord,
W^ho from this world of sin,
By cruel Herod's ruthless sword
Those precious ones didst w'in.
Baptized in their own blood,
Earth's untried perils o'er,
They passed unconsciously the flood
And safely gained the shore.
Glory to thee for all
The ransomed infant band,
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1 FATHER, our hearts we lift
Up to thy gracious throne.
And thank Thee for the precious gift
Of thine incarnate Son.
2 Jesus, the holy child.
Doth by his birth declare
That God and man are reconciled,
And one in him we are.
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The Saviour did not join
Their nature to his own;
For them He shed no blood divine.
Nor breathed a single groan.
May we with angels vie
The Saviour to adore ;
Our debts are greater far than theirs,
O be our praises more.
J. Ryland.
Who since that hour have heard thy
And reached the quiet land. [call
O that our hearts within,
Like theirs, were pure and bright!
O that as free from deeds of sin
We shrank not from thy sight!
Lord, help us every hour
Thy cleansing grace to claim.
In life to glorify thy power.
In death to praise thy name.
Emma Tohe.
A peace on earth He brings.
Which nevermore shall end;
The Lord of hosts, the King of kings.
Declares Himself our friend.
O may we all receive
The new-born Prince of Peace,
And meekly in his spirit live.
And in his love increase.
Charles Wesley, 1745.
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New streams of glory light the sky;
Heaven bursts her azure gates to pour
Her spirits to the midnight hour. "
4 On wheels of light, on wings of flame,
The glorious hosts of Zion came;
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1 NOT by the martyr's death alone
The martyr's crown in heaven is won;
There is a triumph set on high
For bloodless fields of victory. 4
2 What though he was not called to feel
The cross or flame or torturing wheel.
Yet daily to the world he died,
His flesh through grace he crucified. 5
3 What though nor chains nor scourges sore
Nor cruel beasts his members tore.
High heaven with songs of triumph rang,
While- loud they struck their harps and
sang.
He comes to cheer the trembling heart,
Bid Satan and his wiles depart;
Again the day-star gilds the gloom.
Again the bowers of Eden bloom.
O Zion, lift thy raptured eye.
The long expected hour is nigh;
Sing praises, with the angel host,
To Father, Son and Holy Ghost.
Thomas Campbell, 1820,
Enough if perfect love arise
To Christ a grateful sacrifice.
When self-control the flesh subdues,
And faith the wayward soul imbues.
Love, with her torchlight from the skies^
Shall fire the holy sacrifice.
Lord, grant us so to Thee to turn,
That we to die through life may learn;
And when this fleeting life is o'er
May live with Thee forevermore.
Latin Hymn. Translation compiled^
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And in thy word and in thy will
To hear thy voice and know thy love;
And when the toils of life are done
And nature waits thy just decree.
To find our rest beneath thy throne
And look in certain hope to Thee
Reginald Heber.
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The ocean yawned, and rudely blowed
The wind that tossed my foundering
bark.
Deep horror then my vitals froze,
Death-struck, I ceased the tide to stem,
When suddenly a star arose.
It was the star of Bethlehem.
It was my guide, my Hght, my all.
It bade my dark forebodings cease;
And through the storm and danger's
thrall
It led me to the port of peace.
Now, safely moored, my perils o'er,
I'll sing, first in nights diadem,
Forever and forevermore.
The star, the star of Bethlehem.
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Thou that art very light of light.
Unfailing hope in sin's dark night,
Hear Thou the prayers thy people pray
The wide world o'er this blessed day.
Remember, Thou who all didst make,
How, for thy fallen creatures' sake,
Thou, in the holy Virgin's womb,
Didst our humanity assume.
To-day, as year by year its light
Sheds o'er the world a radiance bright,
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One precious truth is echoed on,
'Tis Thou hast saved us. Thou alone.
Thou from the Father' s throne didst come
To call his banished children home;
And heaven and earth and sea and shore
His love who sent Thee here adore.
And gladsome too are we to-day.
Whose guilt thy blood has washed away;
Redeemed, the new-made song we sing,
It is the birthday of our King.
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In the coming year shall tread ?
With thy rod and staff, O God,
Comfort Thou his dying head.
Keep us faithful, keep us pure,
Keep us evermore thine own;
Help, O help us to endure.
Fit us for thy promised crown.
So within thy palace gate
We shall praise on golden strings,
Thee, the only potentate,
Lord of lords and King of kings.
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Its remembrance shall decay.
Yet to be revived at last
At the solemn judgment-day.
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All our follies. Lord, forgive.
Cleanse us from each guilty stain;
Let thy grace within us live,
That we spend not years in vain.
Then, when life's last eve shall come,
Happy spirits, may we fly
To our everlasting home,
To our Father's house on high.
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By his incessant bounty fed, Thy goodness all our hope shall raise,
By his unerring counsel led. Adored through all our changing days.
3 With grateful hearts the past we own; 5 When death shall interrupt these songs
The future, all to us unknown, And seal in silence mortal tongues.
We to thy guardian care commit, Our helper, God, in whom we trust,
And peaceful leave before thy feet. In better worlds our souls shall boast.
Philip Doddridge.
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And winters, softened by thy care,
No more the face of horror wear.
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Seasons and months and weeks and days
Demand successive songs of praise;
And be the grateful homage paid
With morning light and evening shade.
Here in thy house let incense rise,
And circling Sabbaths bless our eyes.
Till to those lofty heights we soar,
Where days and years revolve no more.
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So teach us to renounce the flesh
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That in the Israel of thy Church
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In spirit and in body pure.
And circumcised in heart.
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The light of Hght divine,
True brightness undefiled,
He bears for us the shame of sin,
A holy, spotless child.
To-day the name is thine
At which we bend the knee ;
They call Thee Jesus, child divine,
Our Jesus deign to be.
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His love endures as mountains high;
His name's a rock which winds above
And waves below can never move.
While all things change. He changes not;
.He ne'er forgets, though oft forgot;
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NO change of time shall ever shock
My firm affection. Lord, to Thee,
For Thou hast always been my rock,
A fortress and defence to me.
Thou my deliverer art, O God,
My trust is in thy mighty power;
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His love will ever be the same,
His word enduring as his name.
Rejoice, ye saints, rejoice and praise
The blessings of his wondrous grace;
Jesus, your everlasting tower, [power.
Can bear unmoved the tempest's
Thou art my shield from foes abroad,
At home my safeguard and my tower.
To Thee will I address my prayer,
To whom all praise we justly owe;
So shall I by thy watchful care
Be guarded safe from every foe.
Tate and Brady, 1767. (?)
Epiphany.
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2 Kings shall fall down before Him,
And gold and incense bring;
All nations shall adore Him,
His praise all people sing;
For he shall have dominion-
O'er river, sea and shore,
Far as the eagle's pinion
Or dove's light wing can soar.
3 For Him shall prayer unceasing
And daily vows ascend,
His kingdom still increasing,
A kingdom without end.
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The heavenly dew shall nourish
A seed in weakness sown,
Whose fruit shall spread and flourish
And shake like Lebanon.
4 O'er every foe victorious.
He on his throne shall rest.
From age to age more glorious,
All-blessing and all-blessed.
The tide of time shall never
His covenant remove;
His name shall stand forever,
His great, best name of love.
James Montgomery, 1822.
C^SAR H. A. Malan, 1830.
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Glory to their Saviour King,
At thy feet their tribute pay
And thy holy will obey.
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Earth shall then her fruits afford,
God to man his blessings give,
Man to God devoted live.
All below and all above,
One in joy and light and love.
H. F. Lyte.
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At that manger rude and bare,
So may we with holy joy,
Pure and free from sin's alloy,
All our costliest treasures bring,
Christ, to Thee, our heavenly King.
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Christ, the true, the only light;
Sun of righteousness, arise,
Triumph o'er the shades of night;
Dayspring from on high draw near,
Day-star in our hearts appear.
2 Dark and cheerless is the morn,
Unaccompanied by Thee;
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Keep us in the narrow way;
And when earthly things are past,
Bring our ransomed souls at last
Where they need no star to guide.
Where no clouds thy glory hide.
In the heavenly country bright
Need they no created light;
Thou its light, its joy, its crown,
Thou its sun which goes not down;
There forever may we sing
Alleluias to our King.
Wm. Cbatterton Dix, i860.
Till thy mercy's beams we see;
Lord, thine inward light impart.
Cheering each benighted heart.
Visit every soul of thine,
Pierce the gloom of sin and grief;
Fill with radiancy divine,
Scatter all our unbelief;
More and more Thyself display,
Shining to the perfect day.
Charles Wesley, 1740.
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Set our hearts at liberty.
Come, almighty to deliver.
Let us all thy life receive,
Suddenly return, and never.
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Thee we would be always blessing.
Serve Thee as thy hosts above,
Pray and praise Thee without ceasing.
Glory in thy perfect love.
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Pure and sinless let us be;
Let us see thy great salvation
Perfectly restored in Thee,
Changed from glory into glory.
Till in heaven we take our place.
Till we cast our crowns before Thee,
Lost in wonder, love and praise.
Charles Wesley, 1746.
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Lift up our heads and hail with joy
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All praise to Thee, to be revealed
Upon the judgment-throne.
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And speak thy "Peace, be still."
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Be with us in thy power,
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Speak but the word, and we once more are free.
3 Yea, Lord, we claim the promise of thy love.
Thy love which can all guilt, all pain remove;
Nigh to our souls thy great salvation bring.
Then sickness hath no pang and death no sting.
4 We hail this pledge in all thy deeds of grace;
As once disease and sorrow fled thy face,
So, when that face again unveiled we see,
Sickness and tears and death no more shall be.
5 Then grant us strength to pray "Thy kingdom come,"
When we shall know Thee in thy Father's home,
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2 Thou art the truth ; thy word alone
True wisdom can impart;
Thou only canst inform the mind
And purify the heart.
3 Thou art the life; the rending tomb
Proclaims thy conquering arm;
And those who put their trust in Thee
Nor death nor hell shall harm.
4 Thou art the w^ay, the truth, the life;
Grant us that way to know,
That truth to keep, that life to win,
Whose joys eternal flow.
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Thy help and mercy here afford,
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3 Abide among us with thy ray,
O light that lighten' St all;
And let thy truth preserve our way,
Nor suffer us to fall.
4 Abide with us to bless us still,
O bounteous Lord of peace;
With grace and power our souls fulfil,
Our faith and love increase.
5 Abide among us as our shield,
O Captain of thy host,
That to the world we may not yield
Nor e'er forsake our post.
6 Abide with us in faithful love,
Our God and Saviour be;
Thy help at need O let us prove.
And keep us true to Thee.
J. Stegmann.
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1 O JESUS, King most wonderful,
Thou conqueror renowned.
Spirit of grace ineffable,
In whom all joys are found,
2 When once Thou visitest the heart,
Then truth begins to shine.
Then earthly vanities depart.
Then wakens love divine.
3 O Jesus, light of all below.
Thou fount of living fire,
Surpassing all the joys we know
And all we can desire,
4 May every heart confess thy name
And ever Thee adore,
And seeking Thee, itself inflame
To seek Thee more and more.
5 Thee may our tongues forever bless,
Thee may we love alone,
And ever in our lives express
The image of thine own.
Bernard of Clairvaux
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2 For Him shall endless prayer be made,
And endless praises crown his head;
His name like sweet perfume shall rise
With every morning sacrifice.
3 People and realms of every tongue
Dwell on his love with sweetest song,
And infant voices shall proclaim
Their early blessings on his name.
4 Blessings abound where'er He reigns;
The joyful prisoner bursts his chains;
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I 'TIS by the faith of joys to come 3
We walk through deserts dark as night;
Till we arrive at heaven, our home.
Faith is our guide and faith our light.
2 The want of sight she well supplies;
She makes the pearly gates appear;
Far into distant worlds she pries,
And brings eternal glories near.
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1 GOD in his earthly temples lays
Foundations for his heavenly praise;
He Hkes the tents of Jacob well,
But still in Zion loves to dwell. 4
2 His mercy visits every house
That pays its night and morning vows.
But makes a more delightful stay
Where churches meet to praise and pray. 5
3 What glories were described of old !
What wonders are of Zion told !
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The weary find eternal rest,
And all the sons of want are blest.
5 W^here He displays his healing power,
Death and the curse are known no more;
In Him the tribes of Adam boast
More blessings than their father lost.
Let ever>' creature rise and bring
Peculiar honors to our King,
Angels descend with songs again
And earth repeat the loud amen.
Isaac Watts, 1719.
Cheerful we tread the desert through,
While faith inspires a heavenly ray,
Though lions roar and tempests blow.
And rocks and dangers fill the way.
4 So Abram, by divine command.
Left his own house to walk with God;
His faith beheld the promised land,
And fired his zeal along the road.
Isaac Watts, 1709.
Thou city of our God oelow.
Thy fame shall Tyre and Egypt know.
Eg>'pt and Tyre and Greek and Jew
Shall there begin their lives anew;
Angels and men shall join to sing
The hill where living waters spring.
When God makes up his last account
Of natives in his holy mount,
'Twill be an honor to appear
As one new-born and nourished there.
Isaac Watts, 1719.
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Those who were dead in sin before
B}'' sovereign grace are made alive.
3 Gentiles and Jews his laws obey, 5
Nations remote their offerings bring.
And unconstrained their homage pay
To their exalted God and King.
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1 O CHRIST, our true and only Hght,
Illumine those who sit in night;
Let those afar now hear thy voice, 4
And in thy fold with us rejoice.
2 And all who else have strayed from Thee
O gently seek; thy healing be
To every wounded conscience given, 5
And let them also share thy heaven.
3 O make the deaf to hear thy word,
And teach the dumb to speak, dear Lord,
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1 THE billows swell, the winds are high, 3
Clouds overcast my wintry sky;
Out of the depths to Thee I call.
My fears are great, my strength is small.
2 O Lord, the pilot's part perform, 4
And guide and guard me thro' the storm;
Defend me from each threatening ill,
Control the waves ; say, * 'Peace, be still.
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O may his holy Church increase.
His word and Spirit still prevail,
While angels celebrate his praise,
And saints his growing glories haiL
Loud hallelujahs to the Lamb,
From all below and all above;
In loftly songs exalt his name.
In songs as lasting as his. love.
Benj. Beddomci,
Who dare not yet the faith avow,
Though secretly they hold it now.
Shine on the darkened and the cold,
Recall the wanderers from thy fold;
Unite those now who walk apart,
Confirm the weak and doubting heart.
So they with us may evermore
Such grace with wondering thanks adore^
And endless praise to Thee be given
By all thy Church in earth and heaven.
Catharine Winkwortb.
Amid the roaring of the sea
My soul still hangs her hope on Thee;
Thy constant love, thy faithful care,
Is all that saves me from despair.
Though tempest-tossed and half a wreck.
My Saviour through the floods I seek;
Let neither winds nor stormy main
Force back my shatterd bark again.
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My strength when I suffer, my hope when I fall,
My comfort and joy in this land of the stranger,
My treasure, my glory, my God and my all.
To Thee, dearest Lord, will I turn without ceasing,
Though grief may oppress me or sorrow befall,
And love Thee, till death, my blest spirit releasing.
Secures to me Jesus, my God and my all.
And when Thou demandest the life Thou hast given,
With joy will I answer thy merciful call,
And quit Thee on earth, but to find Thee in heaven,
My portion forever, my God and my all.
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Th' hosanna on their tongues, [break
Lest rocks and stones should rise, and
Their silence into songs.
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1 O FOR a thousand tongues to sing
My great Redeemer's praise,
The glories of my God and King,
The triumphs of his grace!
2 My gracious Master and my God,
Assist me to proclaim,
To spread through all the earth abroad ^
The honors of thy name.
3 Jesus, the name that calms our fears.
That bids our sorrows cease,
'Tis music to my ravished ears,
'Tis life and health and peace.
4 He breaks the power of reigning sin.
He sets the prisoner free;
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3 Salvation, let the echo fly
The spacious earth around,
While all the armies of the sky
Conspire to raise the sound.
Isaac Watts, 17071
His blood can make the foulest clean,
His blood availed for me.
He speaks and, listening to his voice,
New life the dead receive;
The mourning, broken hearts rejoice,
The humble poor believe.
Hear Him, ye deaf; his praise, ye dumb,
Your loosened tongues employ;
Ye blind, behold your Saviour come,
And leap, ye lame, for joy.
Look unto Him, ye nations; ov/n
Your God, ye fallen race;
Look, and be saved through faith alone.
Be justified by grace.
Charles Wesley.
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3 O love, O truth, O light,
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O rest from thousand labors past,
O endless Sabbath-day!
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1 NOT by thy mighty hand,
Thy wondrous works alone,
But by the marvels of thy word
Thy glory. Lord, is known.
2 Forth from the eternal gates.
Thine everlasting home.
To sow the seed of truth below.
Thou didst vouchsafe to come.
3 And still from age to age
Thou, gracious Lord, hast been
The bearer forth of goodly seed,
The sower still unseen.
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1 TEACH me, my God and King,
Thy will in all to see;
And what I do in any thing.
To do it as for Thee;
2 To scorn the senses sway,
While still to Thee I tend,
In all I do be Thou the way,
In all be Thou the end.
4 Here amid cares and tears.
Bearing the seed we come ;
There with rejoicing hearts we bring
Our harvest burdens home.
5 Give, mighty Lord divine.
The fruits Thyself dost love ;
Soon shalt Thou from thy judgment-seat
Crown thine own gifts above.
Latin Hymn. Tr. Jas. R. Woodford.
4 And Thou wilt come again.
And heaven beneath Thee bow,
To reap the harvest Thou hast sown.
Sower and reaper Thou.
5 Watch, Lord, thy harvest-field
With thine unsleeping eye;
The children of the kingdom keep
To thine epiphany;
6 That when in thy great day
The tares shall severed be,
We may be gathered by thy grace
With all thy saints to Thee.
J. R. Woodford..
3 All may of Thee partake;
Nothing so small can be,
But draws, when acted for thy sake,
Greatness and worth from Thee.
4 If done beneath thy laws,
E'en servile labors shine;
Hallowed is toil, if this the cause,
The meanest work divine.
George Herbert..
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2 Thou speakest, it is done,
Obedient to thy word
The water reddening into wine
Proclaims the present Lord.
3 Blest were the eyes which saw
That wondrous mystery,
The great beginning of thy works,
That kindled faith in Thee.
4 And blessed they who know
Thine unseen presence true,
When in the kingdom of thy grace
Thou makest all things new.
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For by thy loving hand
Thy people still are fed ;
Thou art the cup of blessing, Lord,
And Thou the heavenly bread.
O may that grace be ours.
In Thee for aye to live.
And drink of those refreshing streams
Which Thou alone canst give.
So, led from strength to strength,
Grant us, O Lord, to see
The marriage supper of the Lamb,
Thy great epiphany.
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3 Nor doth it yet appear
How great we must be made ;
But, when we see our Saviour here.
We shall be like our Head.
4 A hope so much divine
May trials well endure,
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May purge our souls from sense and sin.
As Christ, the Lord, is pure.
If in my Father's love
I share a filial part,
Send down thy Spirit like a dove,
To rest upon my heart.
We would no longer lie
Like slaves beneath the throne ;
My faith shall "Abba. Father," cry.
And Thou the kindred own.
Isaac Watts, 1707.
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My rest in toil, my ease in pain,
The medicine of my broken heart,
In storms my peace, in loss my gain,
My strength beneath the tyrant's frown,
In shame my glory and my crown,
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In want my plentiful supply,
In weakness my almighty power.
In bonds my perfect liberty.
My refuge in temptation's hour,
My comfort 'midst all grief and thrall,
My life in death, my all in all.
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The mighty truth to know.
To lift the fleshly veil which hides
Incarnate God below.
4 The secret of the Lord
Escapes each human eye,
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The full epiphany.
Lord, visit Thou our souls,
And teach us by thy grace
Each dim revealing of Thyself
With loving awe to trace ;
Till from our darkened sight
The cloud shall pass away,
And on the cleansed soul shall burst
The everlasting day.
James R. Woodford.
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Here, where the son of thunder learns
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Here, where on eagles' wings we move
With Him whose last best creed is love.
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Till we too change from grace to grace,
Gazing on that transfigured face.
O Master, it is good to be
Here on the holy mount with Thee,
When darkling in the depths of night.
When dazzled with excess of light.
We bow before the heavenly voice
That bids bewildered souls rejoice,
Though love wax cold and faith be dim,
"This is my Son, O hear ye Him."
A. p. Stanly.
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Then be banished grief and pain;
Righteousness and joy and peace
Undisturbed shall ever reign.
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Bless we, then, our gracious Lord,
Ever praise his glorious name,
All his mighty acts record,
All his wondrous love proclaim.
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Children of faith they come; they find
The Prince and Saviour of mankind.
3 They bless the meek and holy child,
An infant Lord and monarch mild;
Their riches at his feet they pour
And with the heart their King adore.
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1 THROUGH Israel's coasts,
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When Thou didst dwell with men below,
By signs and wonders manifold
Thou didst, O Lord, thy glory show.
2 But not alone thy mighty power
Shone forth from every wondrous sign
Day unto day and hour to hour
Spoke forth thy love and grace divine.
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That shines through nature's wondering
What marvels in thy love we trace, [night.
What power divine, what glorious grace I
And now, Thou bright and morning star.
Arise again and shine afar
From sea to sea, from shore to shore,
Till utmost tribes their King adore.
Latin Hymn.
And now Thou reignest. Lord, above,
We none the less thy wonders trace ;
Unwearied are thy calls of love.
Unspent thy miracles of grace.
Thou who didst make the water wine,
Our earthly with thy heavenly fill;
Our scant obedience change to thine,
Our passions to thy blessed will.
Henry Alford.
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1 OX Tabor's top the Saviour stands,
His altered face resplendent shines;
And while he elevates his hands,
Lo, glory marks its gentle lines.
2 Two heavenly forms descend to wait
Upon their suffering Prince below;
But while they worship at his feet.
They talk of fast approaching woe.
3 Amid the lustre of the scene
To Calvary He turns his eyes,
And with submission, all serene,
He marks the future tempest rise.
4 Then let us climb the mount of prayer.
Where all his beaming glories shine,
And gazing on his brightness there
Our woes forget in joys divine.
5 O that on yonder heavenly hills.
Where now the risen Saviour stands,
And peace, like softest dew, distils,
I too may elevate my hands.
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Our hopes revive, our courage raise,
The single eye, the faithful heart.
Forth with thy chosen heralds come,
Recall the wandering spirits home;
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To spread the spacious earth around.
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Tell it out, tell it out;
Tell it out among the weeping ones that Jesus lives,
Tell it out among the weary ones what rest He gives,
Tell it out among the sinners that He came to save,
Tell it out, tell it out.
3 Tell it out among the people, Jesus reigns above,
Tell it out, tell it out;
Tell it out among the nations that his reign is love,
Tell it out, tell it out;
Tell it out among the highways and the lanes at home,
Let it ring across the mountains and the ocean's foam,
That the weary, heavy-laden, need no longer roam,
Tell it out, tell it out.
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And only man is vile;
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The heathen in his blindness
Bows down to wood and stone.
3 Can we whose souls are lighted
With wisdom from on high,
Can we to men benighted
The lamp of life deny ?
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1 OUR country's voice is pleading,
Ye men of God, arise;
His providence is leading,
The land before you Hes;
Day-gleams are o'er it brightening.
And promise clothes the soil;
Wide fields, for harvest whitening,
Invite the reaper's toil.
2 Go, where the waves are breaking.
On California's shore,
Christ's precious gospel taking.
More rich than golden ore •
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Salvation, O salvation.
The joyful sound proclaim,
Till earth's remotest nation
Has learned Messiah's name.
Waft, waft, ye winds, his story,
And you, ye waters, roll,
Till Hke a sea of glory
It spreads from pole to pole,
Till o'er our ransomed nature
The Lamb for sinners slain,
Redeemer, King, Creator,
In bliss returns to reign.
Reginald Heber, 1819.
On Alleghany's mountains.
Through all the western vale,
Beside Missouri's fountains,
Rehearse the wondrous tale.
The love of Christ unfolding,
Speed on from east to west,
Till all his cross beholding,
In Him are fully blest.
Great author of salvation,
Haste, haste the glorious day,
When we, a ransomed nation.
Thy sceptre shall obey.
Mrs. M. F. Anderson, 1848.
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See heathen nations bending
Before the God we love,
And thousand hearts ascending
In gratitude above;
While sinners, now confessing.
The gospel call obey,
And seek the Saviour's blessing,
A nation in a day.
Blest river of salvation,
Pursue thine onward way,
Flow thou to every nation,
Nor in thy richness stay;
Stay not till all the lowly
Triumphant reach their home;
Stay not till all the holy
Proclaim, " The Lord is come."
Samuel F. Smith, 1831.
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STAND up, stand up for Jesus,
Ye soldiers of the cross,
Lift high his royal banner,
It must not suffer loss;
From victory unto victory
His army shall He lead.
Till every foe is vanquished
And Christ is Lord indeed.
Stand up, stand up for Jesus,
The trumpet call obey.
Forth to the mighty conflict,
In this his glorious day;
Ye that are men, now serve Him
Against unnumbered foes.
Let courage rise with danger,
And strength to strength oppose.
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Stand up, stand up for Jesus,
Stand in his strength alone ;
The arm of flesh will fail you.
Ye dare not trust your own ;
Put on the gospel armor,
And, watching unto prayer,
Where duty calls or danger
Be never wanting there.
Stand up. stand up for Jesus,
The strife will not be long;
This day, the noise of battle,
The next the victor's song;
To him that overcometh,
A crown of life shall be;
He with the King of glory
Shall reign eternally.
George Duffield,
1858.
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With your prayers and with your bounties
You can do what Heaven demands;
You can be like faithful Aaron,
Holding up the prophet's hands.
While the souls of men are dying,
And the Master calls for you.
Let none hear you idly saying,
"There is nothing I can do."
Gladly take the task He gives you,
Let his work your pleasure be;
Answer quickly when He calleth,
" Here am I, O Lord, send me."
D. March.
As the seed by billows floated
To some distant island lone,
So to human souls benighted
That thou flingest may be borne.
Cast thy bread upon the waters;
Why wilt thou still doubting stand ?
Bounteous shall God send the harvest.
If thou sow' St with liberal hand.
Mrs. Phoebe A. Hanaford,
Per. BiGLow & Main.
2 If you cannot cross the ocean
And the heathen lands explore,
You can find the heathen nearer.
You can help them at your door.
If you cannot give your thousands,
You can give the widow's mite;
And the least you do for Jesus,
Will be precious in his sight.
3 If you cannot be the watchman,
Standing high on Zion's wall.
Pointing out the path to heaven,
Offering life and peace to all,
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I CAST thy bread upon the waters,
Thinking not 'tis thrown away;
God Himself saith., thou shalt gather
It again some future day.
Cast thy bread upon the waters,
Wildly though the billows roll;
They but aid thee as thou toilest
Truth to spread from pole to pole.
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Saviour, lo, the isles are waiting.
Stretched the hand and strained the
For thy Spirit, new creating, [sight,
Love's pure flame and wisdom's light;
Give the word, and of the preacher
Speed the foot and touch the tongue,
Till on earth by every creature
Glory to the Lamb be sung.
Arthur Cleveland Coxe, 1851.
Dr. Thos. Hasting, 1784— 1872.
Let the dark, benighted pagan,
Let the rude barbarian see
That divine and glorious conquest,
Once obtained on Calvary;
Let the gospel
Loud resound from pole to pole.
Kingdoms wide that sit in darkness.
Grant them. Lord, the glorious light;
Now from eastern coast to western
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May the morning chase the night;
Let redemption.
Freely purchased, win the day.
Fly abroad, thou mighty gospel,
Win and conquer, never cease;
May thy lasting, wide dominions
Multiply and still increase;
Sway thy scepter.
Saviour, all the world around.
W. Williams, 177a
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In the way we go.
Lead us on victorious
Over every foe ;
Bid thine angels shield us
When the storm-clouds lower,
Pardon Thou and save us
In the last dread hour. — Ref.
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Daniel Read, 1785.
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Nor let thy glory cease;
Far spread the conquests of thy grace.
And bless the earth with peace.
3 Thou Holy Ghost, arise.
Expand thy quickening wing,
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And o'er a dark and ruined world
Let light and order spring.
All on the earth, arise,
To God the Saviour sing; [heaven,
From shore to shore, from earth to
Let echoing anthems ring.
Ralph Wardlaw, 1803.
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With us the cross to bear.
For Christ our Lord.
Christ for the world we sing;
The world to Christ we bring
With joyful song;
The new-born souls, whose days,
Reclaimed from error's ways.
Inspired with hope and praise.
To Christ belong.
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Christ for the world we sing ;
The world to Christ we bring
With fervent prayer,
The wayward and the lost,
By restless passions tossed.
Redeemed at countless cost,
From dark despair.
Christ for the world we sing;
The world to Christ we bring
With one accord,
With us the work to share,
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Work through the sunny noon;
Fill brightest hours with labor,
Rest comes sure and soon.
Give every flying minute
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Work, for the night is coming,
When man works no more.
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Work, for the night is coming,
Under the sunset skies;
While their bright tints are glowing,
Work, for daylight flies.
Work till the last beam fadeth,
Fadeth to shine no more;
Work while the night is darkening,
When* man's work is o'er.
Anna L. Walker.
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2 Say to the heathen from thy throne,
"I am Jehovah, God alone;"
Thy voice their idols shall confound
And cast their altars to the ground.
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And spread thy glories all abroad;
Let thine own arm salvation bring,
And be Thou known the gracious
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Let humble mourners seek thy face,
J47 DARLEY.
Almighty God, thy grace proclaim
In every land, of every name;
Let adverse powers before Thee fall,
And crown the Saviour Lord of all.
VVm. Shrubsole, 1795.
Bring daring rebels to thy feet,
Subdued by thy victorious grace.
O let the kingdoms of the world
Become the kingdoms of the Lord;
Let saints and angels praise thy name,
Be Thou through heaven and eartb
adored. Benj. Beddome.
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In peopled vale, in lonely glen,
In crowded mart, by stream or sea,
How many of the sons of men
Hear not the message sent from thee!
Send forth thy heralds, Lord, to call
The thoughtless young, the hardened
A scattered, homeless flock, till all [old.
Be gathered to thy peaceful fold.
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Send them thy mighty word to speak,
Till faith shall dawn and doubt depart.
To awe the bold, to stay the weak,
And bind and heal the broken hearts
Then all these wastes, a dreary scene
That makes us sadden as we gaze,
Shall grow with living waters green
And lift to heaven the voice of praise.
W. C. Bryant
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Our glory only in the cross,
Our only hope the crucified.
Uplift the banner; wide and high,
Seaward and skyward let it shine;
Nor skill nor might nor merit ours,
We conquer only in that sign.
George W. Doane.
Uplift the banner; angels bend
In anxious silence o'er the sign,
And vainly seek to comprehend
The wonder of the love divine.
Uplift the banner; heathen lands
Shall see from far the glorious sight,
And nations, gathering at the call,
Their spirits kindle in its light.
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Wide as the heathen nations are.
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E LORD of the harvest, bend thine ear,
For Zion's heritage appear;
O send forth lab'rers filled with zeal
Swift to obey their Master's will.
2 Our lifted eyes, O Lord, behold
The ripening harvest tinged with gold:
Wide fields are opening to our view;
The work is great, the lab'rers few.
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And shall admire and love thee too;
They come, like clouds across the sky.
As doves that to their windows fly.
W. Shrubsole, 1796.
Under the guidance of thy hand
May Zion's sons to every land
Go forth, to bless the dying race,
As heralds of redeeming grace.
Bid all their hearts with ardor glow
The Saviour's dying love to show,
And spread the gospel's joyful sound
Far as the race of man is found.
Thos. Hastings,
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Then through our soHtary coast,
The desert features soon were lost,
Thy temples there arose;
Our shores, as culture made them fair,
Were hallowed by thy rites, by prayer,
And blossomed as the rose.
And O may we repay this debt
To regions solitary yet
Within our spreading land !
There brethren from our common home
Still westward, like our fathers, roam,
Still guided by thy hand.
Saviour, we owe this debt of love;
O shed thy Spirit from above.
To move each Christian breast.
Till heralds shall thy truth proclaim
And temples rise to fix thy name
Through all our desert west.
T. S. Darley.
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Righteousness and peace unite
To ensure thy blessed conqests.
Take possession of thy right;
Ride triumphant.
Decked in robes of purest light.
Blest are they that touch thy sceptre.
Blest are all that own thy reign.
Freed from sin, that worst of tyrants
Rescued from its galling chain;
Saints and angels.
All who know Thee bless thy reign.
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LUTHER. P.M.
Martin Luther, 14S3— 1546,
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No might of man avail us,
Our captain is Immanuel,
And angel comrades hail us;
Still challenge ye his name,
"Christ in the flesh who came,"
"The Lord, the Lord of hosts,"
Our cause his succor boasts.
And God shall never fail us.
Though earth by peopling fiends be trod,
Embattled all, yet hidden,
And though their proud usurping gods
O'er thrones and shrines have
stridden,
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Nay, let them stand revealed.
And darken all the field.
We fear not, fall they must;
The word, wherein we trust,
Their triumph hath forbidden.
While mighty truth with us remains,
Hell's arts shall move us never,
Nor partings, friendships, honors, gains,
Our love from Jesus sever;
They leave us, when they part.
With Him a peaceful heart;
And when from death we rise,
Death yields us, as he dies,
The crown of life forever.
W. M. Bunting-.
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AVON. c. M.
Hugh Wilson, 1768.
2 Was it for crimes that I had done,
He groaned upon the tree ?
Amazing pity, grace unknown,
And love beyond degree!
3 Well might the sun in darkness hide
And shut his glories in.
When God the mighty maker died
For man the creature's sin.
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1 GOD, my supporter and my hope.
My help forever near,
Thine arm of mercy held me up.
When sinking in despair.
2 Thy counsels, Lord, shall guide my feet
Through this dark wilderness.
Thy hand conduct me near thy seat,
To dwell before thy face.
3 Were I in heaven without my God,
'Twould be no joy to me;
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1 HOW oft, alas! this wretched heart
Has wandered from the Lord!
How oft my roving thoughts depart
Forgetful of his word!
2 Yet sovereign mercy calls, "Return;"
Dear Lord, and may I come ?
My vile ingratitude I mourn,
O take the wanderer home.
3 And canst Thou, wilt Thou yet forgive,
And bid my crimes remove ?
4 Thus might I hide my blushing face,
While his dear cross appears,
Dissolve my heart in thankfulness
And melt mine eyes to tears.
5 But drops of grief can ne'er repay
The debt of love I owe;
Here, Lord, I give myself away,
'Tis all that I can do.
Isaac Watts, 1707.
And whilst this earth is my abode
I long for none but Thee.
What if the springs of life were broke,
And flesh and heart should faint ?
God is my soul's eternal rock,
The strength of every saint.
But to draw near to Thee, my God,
Shall be my sweet employ;
My tongue shall sound thy works abroad
And tell the world my joy.
Isaac Watts, 1719.
And shall a pardoned rebel live.
To speak thy wondrous love ?
Almighty grace, thy healing power,
How glorious, how divine!
That can to life and bliss restore
A heart so vile as mine.
Thy pardoning love, so free, so sweet,
Dear Saviour, I adore;
O keep me at thy sacred feet
And let me rove no more.
Anne Steele, 1760,
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2 Where is the blessedness I knew,
W^hen first I saw the Lord ?
Where is the soul-refreshing view
Of Jesus and his word?
3 What peaceful hours I then enjoyed!
How sweet their memory still!
But now I find an aching void
The world can never fill.
4 Return, O holy Dove, return, _
Sweet messenger of rest;
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1 ALMIGHTY God, thy word is cast
Like seed into the ground;
Kow let the dews of heaven descend
And righteous growth abound.
2 Let not the foe of Christ and man
This holy seed remove,
But give it root in every heart.
To bring forth fruits of love.
3 Let not the world's deceitful cares
The rising plant destroy,
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1 WHEN wounded sore the stricken soul
Lies bleeding and unbound.
One only hand, a pierced hand.
Can heal the sinner's wound.
2 When sorrow swells the laden breast
And tears of anguish flow.
One only heart, a broken heart.
Can feel the sinner's woe.
3 When penitence has wept in vain
Over some foul dark spot,
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And drove Thee from my breast,
The dearest idol I have known,
Whate'er that idol be,
Help me to tear it from thy throne
And worship only Thee.
So shall my walk be close with God,
Calm and serene my frame,
So purer light shall mark the road
That leads me to the Lamb.
William Cowper.
But let it yield a hundred fold
Returns of peace and joy.
Nor let thy word, so kindly sent
To raise us to thy throne,
Go back to Thee and sadly tell
That we reject thy Son.
Oft as the precious seed is sown
Thy quickening grace bestow,
That all, whose souls the truth receive,
Its saving power may know.
J no. Cawood, 1825.
One only stream, a stream of blood.
Can wash away the blot.
'Tis Jesus' blood that washes white,
His hand that brings relief.
His heart that' s touched with all our joys
And feels for all our grief.
Lift up thy bleeding hand, O Lord,
Unseal that cleansing tide;
We have no shelter from our sin
But in thy wounded side.
Cecil Francis Alexander.
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The deep repentant sigh,
Confirm the kind, forgiving word
With pity in thine eye.
Then shall the mourner at thy feet
Rejoice to seek thy face,
And grateful own how kind, how sweet.
Thy condescending grace.
Anne Steele.
3 The Lamb that freed my captive soul
From Satan's heavy chains.
And sent the lion down to howl
Where hell and horror reigns.
4 All glory to the dying Lamb,
And never-ceasing praise.
While angels live to know his name^
Or saints to feel his grace.
Isaac Watts, 1707..
George Kingsley.
2 Shall love like thine be thus repaid ?
Ah! vile, ungrateful heart,
By earth's low cares so oft betrayed
From Jesus to depart.
3 But He for his own mercy's sake
My wandering soul restores ;
He bids the mourning heart partake
The pardon it implores.
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1 JESUS, with all thy saints above
My tongue would bear her part,
Would sound aloud thy saving love
And sing thy bleeding heart.
2 Bless' d be the Lamb, my dearest Lord,
Who bought me with his blood.
And quenched his Father' s flaming sword
In his own vital flood;
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2 So Strange, so boundless was the love
That pitied dying men,
The Father sent his equal Son
To give them life again,
3 Thy hands, dear Jesus, were not armed
With a revenging rod,
No hard commission to perform,
The vengeance of a God.
I 63 ILLA. L. M.
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But all was mercy, all was mild,
And wrath forsook the throne.
When Christ on the kind errand came
And brought salvation down.
See, dearest Lord, our willing souls
Accept thine offered grace ;
We bless the great Redeemer's love
And give the Father praise.
Isaac Watts.
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3 Great God, create my heart anew, 6
And form my spirit pure and true;
O make me wise betimes to see
My danger and my remedy.
4 Behold, I fall before thy face, 7
My only refuge is thy grace ;
No outward forms can make me clean.
The leprosy lies deep within.
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1 THE God of mercy warns us all 3
From day to day, from year to year,
And each must hear his awful call,
' ' No longer stand ye idle here. ' '
2 Ye, whose young cheeks with health are 4
bright, [are clear,
Whose hands are strong, whose hearts
Why will ye waste the morning light ?
Alas! why stand ye idle here ?
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1 BEHOLD a stranger at the door, 3
He gently knocks, has knocked before,
Has waited long, is waiting still;
You treat no other friend so ill.
2 O lovely attitude! He stands 4
With melting heart and open hands;
O matchless kindness! and He shows
This matchless kindness to his foes.
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No bleeding bird nor bleeding beast
Nor hyssop branch nor sprinkling priest
Nor running brook nor flood nor sea
Can wash the dismal stain away.
Jesus, my God, thy blood alone
Hath power sufficient to atone;
Thy blood can make me white as snow;
No Jewish types could cleanse me so.
While guilt disturbs and breaks my peace.
Nor flesh nor soul hath rest or ease.
Lord, let me hear thy pardoning voice.
And make my broken bones rejoice.
And ye, whose scanty locks of gray
Foretell your latest travail near,
How swiftly fades your closing day.
And yet ye stand thus idle here.
O Thou, in heaven and earth adored.
Who makest erring souls thy care,
Now call us to thy vineyard, Lord,
And give us grace to serve Thee
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Rise, touched with gratitude divine.
Turn out his enemy and thine;
Turn out thy soul-enslaving sin
And let the heavenly stranger in.
O welcome Him, the Prince of Peace;
Now may his gentle reign increase;
Throw wide the door, each willing mind.
And be his empire all mankind.
Joseph Grigg, 1765.
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WOODWORTH. L. M.
Wm. B. Bradbury. 1816— 1868.
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3 Just as I am, though tossed about
With many a conflict, many a doubt,
Fightings and fears within, without, ^
O Lamb of God, I come, I come.
4 Just as I am, poor, wretched, blind.
Sight, riches, healing of the mind,
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1 O THOU that hear'st when sinners cry, 3
Though all my crimes before Thee lie.
Behold me not with angry look,
But blot their memory from thy book.
2 Create my nature pure within, 4
And form my soul averse to sin;
Let thy good Spirit ne'er depart.
Nor hide thy presence from my heart.
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1 BEHOLD the sin-atoning Lamb,
With wonder, gratitude and love ;
To take away our guilt and shame,
See Him descending from above.
2 Our sins and griefs on Him were laid,
He meekly bore the mighty load;
Our ransom-price He fully paid
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3 To save a guilty world He dies;
Sinners, behold the bleeding Lamb ;
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Yea, all I need, in Thee to find,
O Lamb of God, I come, I come.
Just as I am Thou wilt receive,
Wilt welcome, pardon, cleanse, reHeve,
Because thy promise I beHeve,
O Lamb of God, I come, I come.
Just as I am; thy love unknown
Has broken every barrier down;
Now, to be thine, yea, thine alone,
O Lamb of God, I come, I come.
Charlotte Elliott, 1836.
I cannot live without thy light,
Cast out and banished from thy sight;
Thy holy joys, my God, restore,
And guard me that I fall no more.
Though I have grieved thy Spirit, Lord,
His help and comfort still afford;
And let a sinner seek thy throne,
To plead the merits of thy Son.
Isaac Watts, 1719.
To Him lift up your longing eyes
And hope for mercy in his name.
Pardon and peace through Him abound,
He can the richest blessings give;
Salvation in his name is found,
He bids the dying sinner live.
Jesus, my Lord, I look to Thee;
Where else can helpless sinners go ?
Thy boundless love shall set me free
From all my wretchedness and woe.
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WELTON. L. M,
C^SAR H. A. Maran, 1830.
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The power and glory of thy grace; Against thy law, against thy grace;
Great God, thy nature hath no bound, Lord,should thy judgments grow severe^
So let thy pardoning love be found. I am condemned, but Thou art clear.
3 O wash my soul from every sin 5 Yetsave a trembling sinner, Lord, [word,
And make my guilty conscience Whose hope, still hovering round thy
clean; Would light on some sweet promise
Here on my heart the burden lies there,
And past offenses pain mine eyes. Some sure support against despair.
Isaac Watts, 1719.
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I THOU loving Saviour of mankind, 3 Much have we sinned; but we confess
Before thy throne we pray and weep; Our guilt, and all our faults deplore;
O strengthen us with grace divine O for the praise of thy great name
This sacred fast aright to keep. These fainting souls to health restore.
2 Searcher of hearts, Thou dost our ills 4
Discern and all our weakness know;
Again to Thee in tears we turn,
Again to us thy mercy show.
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1 WITH broken heart and contrite sigh,
A trembling sinner, Lord, I cry;
Thy pardoning grace is rich and free,
O God, be merciful to me. 4
2 I smite upon my troubled breast.
With deep and conscious guilt oppressed ;
Christ and his cross my only plea,
O God, be merciful to me. 5
3 Far off I stand with tearful eyes,
Nor dare uplift them to the skies;
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And grant us, while by fasts we strive
This mortal body to control.
To fast from all the food of sin
And so to purify the soul.
Gregory the Great. Tr. by E. Caswall,
But Thou dost all my anguish see,
O God, be merciful to me.
Nor alms nor deeds that I have done
Can for a single sin atone;
To Calvary alone I flee,
O God, be merciful to me.
And when, redeemed from sin and hell.
With all the ransomed throng I dwell,
My raptured song shall ever be,
God has been merciful to me.
C. Elven, 1852.
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DENNIS, s. M.
H. G. Nageli. 1768- 1836.
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3 Guilt, Hke a heavy load,
Upon my conscience lies ;
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1 WHEN overwhelmed with grief.
My heart within me dies.
Helpless and far from all relief
To heaven I lift mine eyes.
2 O lead me to the rock
That's high above my head.
And make the covert of thy wings
My shelter and my shade.
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To Thee I make my sorrows known,
And Hft my weeping eyes.
The burden which I feel
Thou canst alone remove;
Do Thou display thy pardoning grace
And thine unbounded love.
Benjamin Beddome, 1790.
3 Within thy presence. Lord,
Forever I'll abide;
Thou art the tower of my defence,
The refuge where I hide.
4 Thou givest me the lot
Of those that fear thy name;
If endless life be their reward,
I shall possess the same.
Isaac Watts.
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The angels wondering see ;
Hast thou no wonder, O my soul ?
He shed those tears for thee.
He wept that we might weep.
Might weep our sin and shame;
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He wept to show his love for us.
And bid us love the same.
Then tender be our hearts,
Our eyes in sorrow dim,
Till every tear from every eye
Is wiped away by Him.
Benjamin Beddome, 1787.
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2 My sins, my sins, my Saviour,
How sad on Thee they fall !
Seen through thy gentle patience,
I tenfold feel them all,
I know they are forgiven;
But still, their pain to me
Is all the grief and anguish
They laid, my Lord, on Thee.
3 My sins, my sins, my Saviour!
Their guilt I never knew,
Till with Thee in the desert
I near thy passion drew,
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1 I LAY my sins on Jesus,
The spotless LamlD of God;
He bears them all, and frees us
From the accursed load;
I bring my guilt to Jesus,
To wash my crimson stains
White in his blood most precious,
Till not a stain remains.
2 I lay my wants on Jesus;
All fulness dwells in Him;
He heals all my diseases.
He doth my soul redeem ;
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Till with Thee in the garden
I heard thy pleading prayer,
And saw the sweat-drops bloody
That told thy sorrow there.
Therefore my songs, my Saviour,
E'en in this time of woe.
Shall tell of all thy goodness
To suffering man below.
Thy goodness and thy favor,
Whose presence from above
Rejoice those hearts, my Saviour,
That live in Thee and love.
Jno. S. B. Monsell, 1863.
I lay my griefs on Jesus,
My burdens and my cares,
He from them all releases,
He all my sorrow shares.
I rest my soul on Jesus,
This weary soul of mine;
His right hand me embraces,
I on his breast recline;
I love the name of Jesus,
Immanuel, Christ, the Lord;
Like fragrance on the breezes,
His name abroad is poured.
H. Bonar, 1857.
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2 Other refuge have I none.
Hangs my helpless soul on Thee ;
Leave, ah ! leave me not alone.
Still support and comfort me ;
All my trust on Thee is stayed.
All my help from Thee I bring ;
Cover my defenceless head
With the shadow of thy wing.
3 Thou, O Christ, art all I want,
More than all in Thee I find ;
Raise the fallen, cheer the faint,
Heal the sick and lead the blind ;
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Just and holy is thy name,
I am all unrighteousness ;
Vile and full of sin I am,
Thou art full of truth and grace.
4 Plenteous grace with Thee is found,
Grace to pardon all my sin ;
Let the healing streams abound.
Make and keep me pure within ;
Thou of life the fountain art.
Freely let me take of Thee ;
Spring Thou up within my heart,
Rise to all eternity.
Charles Wesley, 1740.
S. B. Marsh.
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Prowling beasts about thy way,
Stones thy pillow, earth thy bed.
Shall we not thy sorrow share,
And from earthly joys abstain.
Fasting with unceasing prayer,
Glad with Thee to suffer pain ?
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And if Satan vexing sore
Flesh or spirit should assail.
Thou, his vanquisher before,
Grant we may not faint nor fail.
So shall we have peace divine,
Holier gladness ours shall be;
Round us too shall angels shine,
Such as ministered to Thee.
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By thy life of want and tears,
By thy days of sore distress
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By the dread, mysterious hour
Of the insulting tempter's power,
Turn, O turn a favoring eye,
Hear our solemn litany.
By the sacred griefs that wept
O'er the grave where Lazarus slept,
By the boding tears that flowed
Over Salem's loved abode.
By the anguished eye that told
Treachery lurked within the fold,
From thy seat above the sky
Hear our solemn litany.
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By thine hour of dire despair,
By thine agony of prayer,
By the the cross, the nail, the thorn.
Piercing spear and torturing scorn,
By the gloom that veiled the skies
O'er the dreadful sacrifice.
Listen to our humble cry.
Hear our solemn litany.
By thy deep expiring groan,
By the sad sepulchral stone,
By the vault whose dark abode
Held in vain the rising God,
O from earth to heaven restored,
Mighty, re-ascended Lord,
Listen, listen to the cry
Of our solemn litany.
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Trampled on his precious blood,
Would not harken to his calls.
Grieved Him by a thousand falls.
Lord, incline me to repent;
Let me now my fall lament,
BOARDMAN.
Deeply my revolt deplore,
Weep, believe, and sin no more.
Still for me the Saviour stands,
Shows his wounds and spreads his hands ;
God is love, I know, I feel;
Jesus weeps, and loves me still.
Charles Wesley, 1740.
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And penitent for sin.
With Thee avail not smitten breast,
Sad face, and garments rent.
Unless the contrite soul be sad
And all its guilt lament.
With tears that speak a mourning heart,
We Thee entreat, O God,
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And stay th' avenging rod.
Thou art a righteous Judge, O deign
To spare the bruised reed;
We pray for time to turn again,
For grace to turn indeed.
Blest Trinity in Unity,
Vouchsafe us, in thy love,
To gather from these fasts below
Immortal fruit above.
Latin Hymn. Tr. by J. Chandler.
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Didst me upon the cross embrace,
Didst bear the nails, the bloody spear,
The great disgrace, the rabble's jeer!
3 Innumerable griefs were thine.
Great sweats and anguish, Lord of
mine.
The pangs of death, and all for me.
That I, poor wretch, might come to Thee.
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O Jesus, most beloved Thou art;
Not that Thou sav'st my soul above.
Nor me condemn' st, do I Thee love,
5 Not for the hope of sure reward.
But for thy love, O blessed Lord;
My love is thine and e'er shall be.
Because, my King, Thou reign' st o'er
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Francis Xavier. Tr. by A. C. Coxe.
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1 JESUS, thy boundless love to me 3
No thought can reach, no tongue
declare ;
Unite my thankful heart to Thee,
And reign without a rival there.
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AH pain before its presence flies;
Care, anguish, sorrow, melt away.
Where'er its healing beams arise.
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And to thy service sweetly bind;
Transfuse it through my inmost frame
And mould me wholly to thy mind.
Thy love in suffering be my peace.
Thy love in weakness make me
strong;
And when the storms of life shall cease,
Thy love shall be in heaven my song.
Paul Gerhardt, 1659. Tr. by John Wesley, 1739
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2 Bold shall I stand in thy great day,
For who aught to my charge shall lay ?
Fully absolved through these I am,
From sin and fear, from guilt and shame.
3 When from the dust of death I rise
To claim my mansion in the skies,
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GALILEE. L. M.
E'en then this shall be all my plea,
Jesus hath lived, hath died for me.
O let the dead now hear thy voice;
Bid, Lord, thy mourning ones rejoice;
Their beauty this, their glorious dress,
Jesus, the Lord our righteousness.
Zinzendorf. Tr. by John Wesley.
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Hallow each thought, let all within
Be clean as Thou, my Lord, art clean.
3 If in this darksome wild I stray.
Be Thou my light, be Thou my way;
No foes, no violence I fear.
No fraud while Thou, my God, art near.
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When rising floods my soul o'erflow,
When sinks my heart in waves of woe,
Jesus, thy timely aid impart,
And raise my head and cheer my heart.
Saviour, where'er thy steps I see.
Dauntless, untried, I follow Thee;
O let thy hand support me still
And lead me to thy holy hill.
Gerhard Tersteegen, 1731. Tr. John Wesley, 17391.
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Give us thy easy yoke to bear;
With steadfast patience arm each breast
With spotless love and lowly fear.
3 In faith we take the cup from Thee,
Prepared and mingled by thy skill;
Though bitter to the taste it be,
'Tis strong the wounded soul to heal.
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O speak our warring passions peace,
And bid our trembling hearts be still;
Thy power our strength and fortress is,
For all things serve thy sovereign will.
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Weeping one of Bethany.
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Of the hearts He solaced here;
Lord, when I am called to die.
Let me think of Bethany.
Jesus wept; that tear of sorrow
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Yesterday, to-day, to-morrow.
He the same doth ever prove;
Thou art all in all to me.
Living one of Bethany.
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Let midnight be ashamed of noon;
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No; when I blush be this my shame,
That I no more revere his name.
Ashamed of Jesus! Yes, I may,
When I've no guilt to wash away,
No tear to wipe, no good to crave.
No fears to quell, no soul to save.
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While like a penitent I stand
And there confess my sin.
4 ' My soul looks back to see
The burden Thou didst bear,
When hanging on the cursed tree,
And hopes her guilt was there.
5 Believing, we rejoice
To see the curse remove;
We bless the Lamb with cheerful voice
And sing his bleeding love.
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Hope of the penitent, fadeless and pure.
Here speaks the Comforter, tenderly saying,
Earth has no sorrow that heaven cannot cure.
3 Here see the bread of life, see waters flowing
Forth from the throne of God, pure from above;
Come to the feast of love, come, ever knowing
Earth has no sorrow but heaven can remove.
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Kneeling lowly at thy door,
Ere it close forevermore.
By thy night of agony,
By thy supplicating cry,
By thy willingness to die,
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By thy tears of bitter woe
For Jerusalem below,
Let us not thy love forego.
Judge and Saviour of our race,
When we see Thee face to face,
Grant us 'neath thy wings a place.
On thy love we rest alone.
And that love will then be known
By the pardoned 'round thy throne.
Rev. I. Williams, 1841,
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My Lord, thy will be done.
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1 THY way, not mine, O Lord,
However dark it be;
Lead me by thine own hand.
Choose out the path for me.
I dare not choose my lot,
I would not if I might;
Choose thou for me, my God,
So shall I walk aright.
2 The kingdom that I seek
Is thine; so let the way
That leads to it be thine.
Else I must surely stray.
My Jesus, as thou wilt!
All shall be well for me;
Each changing future scene
I gladly trust with thee ;
Straight to my home above
I travel calmly on.
And sing in life or death,
My Lord, thy will be done.
B. Schmolke. Tr. by Jane Borthwick.
Take thou my cup, and it
With joy or sorrow fill,
As best to Thee may seem;
Choose Thou my good and ill.
Choose Thou for me my friends,
My sickness or my health;
Choose Thou my cares for me,
My poverty or wealth.
Not mine, not mine the choice.
In things or great or small;
Be Thou my guide, my strength,
My wisdom and my all.
H. Bonar, 1856
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Thy name proclaim, Thyself impart,
In love remember me.
3 In sore temptations, when no way
To shun the ill I see,
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1 O HELP us. Lord; each hour of need
Thy heavenly succor give ;
Help us in thought and word and deed
Each hour on earth we live,
2 O help us when our spirits bleed
W^ith contrite anguish sore;
And when our hearts are cold and dead,
O help us, Lord, the more.
196 ECKHARDTSHEIM. c. M.
My strength proportion to my day
And then remember me.
And when I tread the vale of death
And bow at thy decree.
Then, Saviour, with my latest breath
I'll cry, remember me.
Thos. Haweis, 1792.
O help US, through the power of faith,
More firmly to believe;
For still the more the servant hath
The more shall he receive.
O help us, Jesus, from on high,
We know no help but Thee;
O help us so to live and die
As thine in heaven to be.
H. C. Zeuner.
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For Thou alone canst heal;
Thy word can bring a sweet relief
For every pain I feel.
But O when gloomy doubts prevail,
I fear to call thee mine;
The springs of comfort, seem to fail
And all my hopes decline.
Hast Thou not bid me seek thy face ?
And shall I seek in vain ?
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And can the ear of sovereign grace
Be deaf when I complain ?
No; still the ear of sovereign grace
Attends the mourner's prayer;
O may I ever find access
To breathe my sorrows there!
Thy mercy-seat is open still,
Here let my soul retreat,
With humble hope attend thy will,
And wait beneath thy feet.
Anne Steele, 1760.
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And banish every fear.
3 My great protector and my Lord,
Thy constant aid impart;
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1 PROSTRATE, dear Jesus, at thy feet
A guilty rebel lies,
And upward to thy mercy-seat
Presumes to lift his eyes.
2 If tears of sorrow would suffice
To pay the debt I owe, i
Tears should from both my weeping
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In ceaseless torrents flow.
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1 BLEST Jesus, when my soaring
thoughts
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How is my soul in transport lost,
In wonder, joy and love!
2 Not softest strains can charm my ears
Like thy beloved name, 1
Nor aught beneath the skies inspire
My heart with equal flame.
3 Where'er I look my wondering eyes
Unnumbered blessings see;
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Sustain my trembling heart.
O never let my soul remove
From this divine retreat;
Still let me trust thy power and love
And dwell beneath thy feet.
Anne Steele.
But no such sacrifice I plead
To expiate my guilt,
No tears, but those which Thou hast
shed.
No blood, but Thou hast spilt.
Think of thy sorrows, dearest Lord,
And all my sins forgive;
Justice will well approve the word
That bids the sinner live.
Samuel Stennett, 1787.
But what is life, with all its bliss.
If once compared with Thee ?
Hast Thou a rival in my breast ?
Search, Lord, for Thou canst tell
If aught can raise my passions thus.
Or please my soul so well.
No; Thou art precious to my heart.
My portion and my joy;
Forever let thy boundless grace
My sweetest thoughts employ.
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When I tread the verge of Jordan,
Bid my anxious fears subside,
Death of death, and hell's destruction^
Land me safe on Canaan's side;
Songs of praises
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Spake my sin-sick soul to rest.
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That I stumble not nor stray;
When the narrow way is told me,
Never let me lingering stay,
But come, my weary soul to cheer.
Shine, eternal sunbeam, here.
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Sweet and calm the tears I shed;
And its love, its ardor showing.
Let my spirit onward tread ;
Still near to Thee and nearer still.
Draw this heart, this mind, this will.
I will love in joy and sorrow,
Crowning joy, will love Thee well;
I will love to-day, to-morrow.
While I in this body dwell;
O I will love thee, light divine,
Till I die and find Thee mine.
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See thy thorn-encircled brow ?
Yet thy sinless death has brought us
Life eternal, peace and rest;
Only what thy grace has taught us
Calms the sinner's stormy breast.
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With more fervent love for Thee,
May our eyes be ever turning
To thy cross of agony.
Till in glory, parted never
From the blessed Saviour's side,
Graven in our hearts forever
Dwell the cross, the crucified.
Jerome Savonarola, 1498.
C. M. Von Weber, 1786— 1826.
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O what joy and happiness!
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Unconcerned in sin I lay.
Swift destruction still pursuing,
Till my Saviour passed that way.
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That blest moment I received Him
Filled my soul with joy and peace;
Love I much? I've much forgiven,
I'm a miracle of grace.
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1 Far beyond all comprehension
Is Jehovah's covenant love;
Who can fathom its dimension,
Or its unknown limits prove ?
2 Ere the earth upon its basis
By creating power was built,
His designs were wise and gracious
For removing human guilt.
3 He displayed his grand intention
On the mount of Calvary,
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Lifted high upon the tree.
O how sweet to view the flowing
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With divine assurance knowing
That it made my peace with God,
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All thy chosen ransomed race.
Who to Thee, their Head, were given
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Hide, O hide me.
Hide me till the storm is o'er.
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1 JESUS, Lord, we kneel before Thee,
Bend from heaven thy gracious ear;
While our waiting souls adore Thee,
Friend of helpless sinners, hear;
By thy mercy
O deliver us, good Lord.
2 From the death of nature's blindness,
From the hardening power of sin.
From all malice and unkindness,
From the pride that lurks within,
By thy mercy
O deliver us, good Lord.
3 When temptation sorely presses,
In the day of Satan's power.
In our times of deep distresses,
In each dark and trying hour.
By thy mercy
O deliver us, good Lord.
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Through the dark and lonely vale.
Let thy hope uphold and cheer me,
Tho' my flesh and heart should fail;
Safely hide me
With Thyself forevermore.
In the weary night of sickness.
In the throes of grief and pain.
When we feel our mortal weakness,
When all human help is vain,
By thy mercy
O deliver us, good Lord.
In the solemn hour of dying.
In the awful judgment-day.
May our souls on Thee relying
Find Thee still our hope and stay;
By thy mercy
O deliver us, good Lord.
Jesus, may thy promised blessing
Comfort to our souls afford;
May we now thy love possessing
Find at last the great reward;
By thy mercy
O deliver us, good Lord.
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Bane and blessing, pain and pleasure
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Joys that through all time abide.
In the cross of Christ I glory,
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Nothing in my hand I bring,
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Naked, come to Thee for dress.
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Foul, I to the fountain fly.
Wash me, Saviour, or I die.
While I draw this fleeting breath.
When mine eyelids close in death,
When I soar to worlds unknown.
See Thee on thy judgment-throne,
Rock of Ages, cleft for me.
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O fount of endless life,
O spring of water clear,
O flame celestial, cleansing all
Who unto Thee draw near,
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For thither do I fly; [death
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Washed all my sins away.
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On thy dear name I call;
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My Saviour and my all.
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Without thy strength' ning power,
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For every passing hour.
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Whatever be thy will,
O may I bow to thy behest
And own thy mercy still.
And when the chilling shades of death
Obscure life's fading ray.
Through all may I descry the dawn
Of an eternal day.
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Pardon our offenses,
Loose our captive chains,
Break down every idol
Which our soul detains.
Give us holy freedom,
Fill our hearts with love,
Draw us, holy Jesus,
To the realms above.
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Be Thyself the way
Through terrestrial darkness
To celestial day.
Jesus meek and gentle.
Son of God most high,
Pitying, loving Saviour,
Hear thy children's cry.
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Who thence their life and strength
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Hence our hearts melt, our eyes o' erflow,
Our words are lost; nor will we know
Nor will we think of aught beside,
"My Lord, my love, is crucified."
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Gladly we hear;
Author of all our joys,
Ever be near;
Our souls would cling to Thee,
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Thy light restore.
Though to our faith unseen,
While darkness reigns.
On Thee alone we lean
While life remains;
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Our souls shall bless the Lord,
Our souls shall bless the Lord
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Over me bend,
Truer and fonder,
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Thee, I will raise
Unto Thee blessing,
Glory and praise;
All my endeavour,
World without end,
Thine to be ever,
Saviour and friend.
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Our restless spirits yearn for Thee,
Where'er our changeful lot is cast.
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Blest when our faith can hold Thee fast.
O Jesus, ever with us stay,
Make all our moments calm and bright ;
Chase the dark night of sin away,
Shed o'er the world thy holy light.
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Hosanna to Jesus we'll sing.
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Our great Redeemer's praise.
The stones our silence shaming
Might well hosannas raise.
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The Father on his sapphire throne
Expects his own anointed Son.
Henry H. Milman, 1827.
Ride on, ride on in majesty.
In lowly pomp ride on to die;
O Christ, thy triumphs now begm,
O'er captive death and conquered sin.
Ride on, ride on in majesty;
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In agony and blood,
Who fixed his languid eyes on me,
As near the cross I stood.
2 Sure never till my latest breath
Can I forget that look;
It seemed to charge me with his death,
Though not a word He spoke.
3 Alas! I knew not what I did,
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1 FOREVER here my rest shall be,
Close to thy wounded side;
This all my hope and all my plea.
For me the Saviour died.
2 My dying Saviour and my God,
Fountain for guilt and sin,
Sprinkle me ever with thy blood
And cleanse and keep me clean.
3 Wash me, and make me thus thine own;
Wash me, and mine Thou art;
Wash me, but not my feet alone.
My hands, my head, my heart.
4 Th' atonement of thy blood apply,
Till faith to sight improve,
Till hope in full fruition die.
And all my soul be love.
Charles Wesley, 1740-
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5 O precious cross! O glorious crown!
O resurrection day!
Ye angels, from the stars come down
And bear my soul away.
G. X. Allen, vs. 1-3, 1849.
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Jesus, my Lord, I Thee adore;
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And Thou, blest Saviour, Thou art mine.
Jesus, my Lord, I Thee adore;
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And millions more to Thee shall fly
And on thy sacrifice rely.
The sorrow, shame and death were thine,
And all the stores of wrath divine;
Ours are the pardon, life and bliss;
What love can be compared to this!
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The Lord of glory dies for men;
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1 O LORD, the wilderness to me
A very Paradise shall be.
Since Thou for forty days wast there
In fasting, solitude and prayer.
2 Unworthy though these feet to rest 6 And then in hours of saddest gloom
On ground thy footsteps once have blest, I still will watch around thy tomb,
The way of sorrows shall be mine. Till with the day new joy be born.
Made sweet because it first was thine. And Thou shalt rise on Easter morn.
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Then ask, "O death, where is thy sting
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Isaac Watts, 1709.
Nor is this all, for I would know
The depth of shame, the crown of woe,
Stand by the stricken mother's side
While Thou art mocked and crucified.
3 Lord, let me find some lowly place
Where I may seek thy pitying face,
And plead with Thee by Olivet,
By agony and bloody sweat.
4 Some quiet isle or dim recess
Shall make for me a wilderness;
And surely angels shall be there
To wait on penitence and prayer.
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1 LORD Jesus, when we stand afar
And gaze upon thy holy cross.
In love of Thee and scorn of self,
O may we count the world as loss.
2 When we behold thy bleeding wounds.
And the rough way that Thou hast trod.
Make us to hate the load of sin
That lay so heavy on our God.
7 O blessed thought, that faith can see
In every altar Calvary,
Find there the loving arms outspread,
And fall before the fallen Head.
8 Come,King of kings; come, light of light:
The bride awaits the day all bright,
When she shall lift, her mourning o'er,.
The shout of paschal joy once more.
O holy Lord, uplifted high
With outstretched arms, in mortal woe^
Embracing in thy wondrous love
The sinful world that lies below,
Give us an ever-living faith
To gaze beyond the things we see;
And, in the mystery of thy death,
Draw us and all men unto Thee.
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Yet He that hath in anguish knelt
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'Tis midnight, and from ether plains
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Sorrow and love flow mingled down;
Did e'er such love and sorrow meet,
Or thorns compose so rich a crown ?
His dying crimson, like a robe.
Spreads o'er his body on the tree;
Then I am dead to all the globe.
And all the globe is dead to me.
Were the whole realm of nature mine,
That were a present far too small;
Love so amazing, so divine.
Demands my soul, my life, my all.
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Truly blessed is the station.
Low before his cross to lie,
While I see divine compassion
Floating in his languid eye.
Here it is I find my heaven.
While upon the Lamb I gaze;
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Here I see my sins forgiven.
Lost in wonder, love and praise.
Love and grief my heart dividing.
With my tears his feet Pll bathe,
Constant still in faith abiding,
Life deriving from his death.
May I still enjoy this feeling.
In all need to Jesus go,
Prove his blood each day more healing,
And himself more deeply know.
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It is finished !
Saints, the dying words record.
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Of the ceremonial law;
Finished all that God has promised.
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It is finished !
Saints, from hence your comfort draw.
Tune your harps anew, ye seraphs,
Join to sing the pleasing theme;
All on earth and all in heaven
Join to praise Immanuel's name.
Hallelujah !
Glory to the bleeding Lamb!
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They with thorns and mockery crowned
Placing in thy hand a reed;
Now a starry crown Thou wearest.
Heavenly King, almighty Lord;
Scepter of the world Thou bearest,
And by angels art adored.
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Mine, mine was the transgression,
But thine the deadly pain ;
Lo, here I fall, my Saviour,
'Tis I deserve thy place;
Look on me with thy favor,
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The joy can ne'er be spoken,
Above all joys beside,
When in thy body broken
I thus with safety hide.
My Lord of life, .desiring
Thy glory now to see.
Beside the cross expiring
I'd breathe my soul to Thee.
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O LAMB of God, still keep me
Near to thy wounded side;
'Tis only there in safety
And peace I can abide.
What foes and snares surround me!
Wliat doubts and fears within!
The grace that sought and found me
Alone can keep me clean.
'Tis only in Thee hiding
I know my life secure;
Only in Thee abiding
The conflict can endure;
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What language shall I borrow
To thank Thee, dearest friend,
For this, thy dying sorrow.
Thy pity without end?
O make me thine forever.
And should I fainting be,
Lord, let me never, never
Outlive my love to Thee.
Be near me when I'm dying,
O show thy cross to me.
And for my succor flying.
Come, Lord, to set me free.
These eyes new faith receiving.
From Jesus shall not move.
For he who dies believing
Dies safely through thy love.
Paul Gerhardt, 1656. Tr. by J. W. Alexander
Thine arm the victory gaineth
O'er every hateful foe;
Thy love my heart sustaineth
In all its care and woe.
Soon shall mine eyes behold Thee
With rapture, face to face;
One half hath not been told me
Of all thy power and grace;
Thy beauty, Lord, and glory.
The wonders of thy love,
Shall be the endless story
Of all thy saints above.
James George Deck, 1857.
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Jesus mine only treasure,
Mine everla.sting gain ?
O Jesus, may thy sadness.
Thine agony and tears,
Win for my spirit gladness
Throughout the endless years.
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4 With thine own body feed me,
Life to my soul accord,
Then to thy pierc'd heart lead me,
And hide me there, O Lord.
5 And in my dying hour
By those sharp wounds I pray.
Lord, may thy passion's power
Wash all my sins away.
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And with tender body bear
Thorns and nails and piercing spear ?
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Sign to all attesting eyes
Of the finished sacrifice.
5 Holy Jesus, grant us grace
In that sacrifice to place
All our trust for life renewed,
Pardoned sin and promised good.
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By the cords that, round Thee cast,
Bound Thee to the pillar fast,
By the scourge so meekly borne,
By thy purple robe of scorn,
Jesus, Saviour, hear our cr\', etc.
By the thorns that crowned thy head,
By the sceptre of a reed,
By thy foes on bending knee
Mocking at thy royalty,
Jesus, Saviour, hear our cr^', etc.
By the people's cruel jeers,
By the holy women's tears.
By thy footsteps faint and slow,
Weighed beneath thy cross of woe,
Jesus, Saviour, hear our cr\', etc,
By the nails and pointed spear.
By thy desolation drear.
By thy dying prayer which rose
Begging mercy for thy foes,
Jesus, Saviour, hear our cry, etc.
By the darkness thick as night.
Blotting out the sun from sight,
By the cry with which in death
Thou didst yield thy parting breath,
Jesus, Saviour, hear our crv, etc.
F.'W. Faber.
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All my gain I count but loss;
Earthly pleasures fade away,
Clouds they are that hide my day:
Hence, vain shadows, let me see
Jesus crucified for me.
3 From beneath that thorny crown
Trickle drops of cleansing down;
Pardon from thy pierced hand
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Now I take, while here I stand;
Only then I live to Thee,
When thy wounded side I see.
Blessed Saviour, thine am I,
Thine to live and thine to die;
Height or depth or earthly power
Ne'er shall hide my Saviour more;
Ever shall my glory be
Only, only, only Thee.
George Duffield.
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O the pangs his soul sustained!
Shun not suffering, shame or loss,
Learn of Him to bear the cross.
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1 RESTING from his work to-day.
In the tomb the Saviour lay;
Still He slept, from head to feet
Shrouded in the winding sheet,
Lying in the rock alone,
Hidden by the sealed stone.
2 Late at even there was seen
Watching long the Magdalene;
Early, ere the break of day.
Sorrowful she took her way
To the holy garden glade,
Where her buried Lord was laid.
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Calvary's mournful mountain climb;
There, adoring at his feet,
Mark that miracle of time,
God's own sacrifice complete; *
" It is finished," hear Him cry,
Learn of Jesus Christ to die.
J. Montgomery.
So with Thee, till life shall end,
I would solemn vigil spend;
Let me hew Thee, Lord, a shrine
In this rocky heart of mine,
Where in pure embalmed cell
None but Thou may ever dwell.
Myrrh and spices will I bring.
True affection's offering.
Close the door from sight and sound
Of the busy world around.
And in patient watch remain
Till my Lord appear again.
Thomas Whytehead, 1842.
Henry Schwing.
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2 Thy life on earth was one sad weariness, Thy watchers are the angels of thy God,
Nowhere to lay thy head; They guard thy slumbers well.
Thy days were toil and heat, thy lonely
nights 5 Rest, weary Son of God; thy work is
Sought some cold mountain bed. done,
And all thy burdens borne; [brought
3 How calmly in that tomb Thou liest now. Rest on that stone, till the third sun has
Thy rest how still and deep! [gives Thine everlasting morn.
O'er Thee in love the Father rests; He
To his beloved sleep. 6 Then to a higher, brighter, truer rest.
Upon the throne above,
4 On Bethel pillow now thy head is laid, Rise, weary Son of Man, to carry out
In Joseph's rock-hewn cell; Thy glorious work of love.
Horatius Bonar, 1868.
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Stay my heart on Thee alone.
3 Humble, holy, all-resigned
To thy will, thy will be dones
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Give me, Lord, the perfect mind
Of thy well-beloved Son.
4 Counting gain and glory loss,
May I tread the path He trod.
Die with Jesus on the cross,
Rise with Him to Thee, my God.
James Montgomery, 1808
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Now my Hfe and healing be.
3 What in me is wounded yet.
What doth still disease beget,
Dearest Saviour, make it whole.
Lord, restore this sin-sick soul.
4 Lord, my heart would feel and know
All thine agony and woe,
Each deep wound, that I may be
Wholly crucified with Thee.
5 Gracious Jesus, Saviour dear,
Guilty though I be, give ear;
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Spurn me not, though vile, I pray,
From thy blessed cross away.
Lying at thy mercy-seat,
Lo, with tears I wash thy feet;
Pity on my misery take,
Jesus, for thy mercy's sake.
From thy cross, uplifted high,
O beloved, cast thine eye;
Turn me to Thee, heart and soul,
By thy sorrows make me whole.
Here I'll mourn with my last breath
O'er my sins and o'er thy death;
Jesus, Lamb of God, thy cross
Saves me from eternal loss.
Wm. B. Bradbury.
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3 Yet the morning's purple ray
Shall present a glorious sight,
Ston^ by earthquake rolled away,
Angel guards all robed in white.
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Thy Father giveth his beloved sleep.
3 Yet in thy glory, on the throne above,
Thou wast abiding ever, love of love.
Eternal, filling all created things
With thine own presence, Jesus, King of kings.
4 E'en now our place is with Thee on the throne,
For Thou abidest ever with thine own.
Yet in the tomb with Thee we watch for day;
O let thine angel roll the stone away.
5 O by thy life within us set us free.
Reveal the glory that is hid with Thee;
Glory to God the Father, God the Son
And God the Holy Spirit, ever One.
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Jesus, our Lord, is crucified.
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Jesus, our Lord, is crucified.
A broken heart, a fount of tears.
Ask, and they will not be denied;
Lord Jesus, may we love and weep.
Since Thou for us art crucified.
F. W. Faber,
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Weep and gaze my soul away;
Thou art heaven on earth to me,
Lovely, mournful Calvary.
2 When in ecstasy sublime
Tabor's glorious steep I climb.
At the too transporting light
Darkness rushes o'er my sight.
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God, in flesh made manifest,
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But chat toil so fierce and dread
Bruised and crushed the serpent's head.
3 Close and still the tomb that holds Him,
While in brief repose he lies;
Deep the slumber that enfolds Him,
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Veiled awhile from mortal eyes,
Slumber such as needs must be
After hard-won victory.
All night long with plaintive voicing
Chant his requiem soft and low;
Loftier strains of loud rejoicing
From to-morrow's harps shall flow;
Death and hell at length are slain,
Christ hath triumphed, Christ dfoth reign.
John Moultrie.
Easter.
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And love no longer grieves;
In ruin lies death's prison.
Sing, heralds, Jesus lives.
We hear thy blessed greeting,
Salvation's work is done.
We worship Thee, repeating,
" Life for the dead is won."
3 Around thy tomb, O Jesus,
How sweet the Easter breath!
Hear we not in the breezes,
*' Where is thy sting, O death ?'
Dark hell flies in commotion.
The heavens their anthems sing.
While far o'er earth and ocean
Glad hallelujahs ring.
258
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4 O publish this salvation,
Ye heralds, through the earth,
To every buried nation
Proclaim the day of birth;
Till, rising from their slumbers
In long and ancient night,
The countless heathen numbers
Shall hail the Easter light.
5 Hail, hail, our Jesus risen!
Sing, ransomed brethren, sing;
Through death's dark, gloomy prison
Let Easter chorals ring.
Haste, haste, ye captive legions,
Accept your glad reprieve;
Come forth from sin's dark regions,
In Jesus' kingdom live.
J. p. Lange, 1851. Tr. by H. Harbaugh.
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Hark, the wondering angels raise
Louder notes of joyful praise;
Let the earth's remotest bound
Echo with the blissful sound.
Saints on earth, lift up your eyes,
Now to glory see Him rise
In long triumph through the sky,
Up to waiting worlds on high.
Heaven unfolds its portals wide,
Mighty conqueror, through them
ride;
King of glory, mount thy throne,
Boundless empire is thine own.
Powers of heaven, seraphic choirs,
Sing and sweep your golden lyres;
Sons of men, in humbler strain
Sing your mighty Saviour's reign.
Ever>' note with wonder swell,
Sin o'erthrown and captive hell;
Where, O death, is now thy sting ?
Where thy terrors, vanquished king ?
Thos. Scott, 1775,
WoRGAN (?). Lyra Davidice, 1708.
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2 Love's redeeming work is done,
Fought the fight, the battle won;
Lo, our sun's eclipse is o'er,
Lo, He sets in blood no more.
Alleluia.
.3 Vain the stone, the watch, the seal,
Christ hath burst the gates of hell;
Death in vain forbids Him rise;
Christ hath opened Paradise.
Alleluia.
260
1 JESUS Christ is risen to-day.
Our triumphant holy day,
Who did once upon the cross
Suffer to redeem our loss. Alleluia.
2 Hymns of praise then let us sing
Unto Christ, our heavenly King,
4 Lives again our glorious King;
Where, O death, is now thy sting ?
Once He died our souls to save;
Where's thy victory, boasting grave?
Alleluia.
5 Soar we now where Christ has led.
Following our exalted Head;
Made like Him, like Him we rise.
Ours the cross, the grave, the skies.
Alleluia. Charles Wesley.
Who endured the cross and grave.
Sinners to redeem and save. Alleluia,
3 But the pains which He endured
Our salvation have procured; «
Now above the sky He's King,
Where the angels ever sing. Alleluia.
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Death's dark angel sheathes his sword;
Israel's hosts triumphant go
Through the wave that drowns the foe ;
Praise we Christ whose blood was shed,
Paschal victim, paschal bread;
With sincerity and love
Eat we manna from above.
3 Mighty victim from the sky,
Hell's fierce powers beneath Thee lie;
Thou hast conquered in the fight,
Thou hast brought us life and light;
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Now no more can death appal.
Now no more the grave enthral;
Thou hast opened Paradise,
And in Thee thy saints shall rise.
Easter triumph, Easter joy,
Sin alone can this destroy;
From sin's power do Thou set free
Souls new-born, O Lord, in Thee;
Hymns of glory and of praise,
Risen Lord, to Thee we raise;
Holy Father, praise to Thee
With the Spirit ever be.
Latin Hymn. Tr. by R. Campbell, 1850V.
Hrnry Schwing.
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Whose curse and shame He bore.
3 The Lord is ris'n indeed;
Attending angels, hear,
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Up to the courts of heav'n with speed
The joyful tidings bear.
Then take your golden lyres
And strike each cheerful chord;
Join all the bright, celestial choirs
To sing our risen Lord.
Thomas Kelly, 1804.
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All glory to our risen Head.
Alleluia.
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Let hymns of praise his triumphs tell.
Alleluia.
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That we may live and sing to Thee,
Alleluia.
Francis Pott.
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Pleads for us and hears our cry.
Alleluia.
3 He who slumbered in the grave
Is exalted now to save;
Now through Christendom it rings
That the Lamb is King of kings.
Alleluia.
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4 Now He bids us tell abroad
How the lost may be restored.
How the penitent forgiven,
How we too may enter heaven.
Alleluia.
5 Thou, our paschal Lamb indeed,
Christ, thy ransomed people feed;
Take our sins and guilt away,
That we all may sing for aye.
Alleluia.
Michael Weisse, 1531. Tr. by Cath. Winkworth.
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Christ from death to Hfe is born,
Glorious life and life immortal,
On this holy Easter morn;
Christ has triumphed and we conquer
By his vict'ry o'er the grave;
Quickened with Him by the Spirit
We the Hfe eternal have.
3 Christ is risen, Christ the first-fruits
Of the holy harvest field,
Which with all its full abundance
At his second coming yield;
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1 Alleluia, sing to Jesus,
His the sceptre, his the throne.
Alleluia, his the trfumph.
His the victory alone;
Hark, the songs of peaceful Zion
Thunder like a mighty flood;
Jesus out of every nation
Hath redeemed us by his blood.
2 Alleluia, bread of angels.
Thou on earth our food, our stay.
Alleluia, here the sinful
Flee to Thee from day to day ;
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Men the golden ears of harvest
With their heads before Him wave.
Ripened by his glorious sunshine
From the furrows of the grave.
Christ is risen, we are risen;
Shed upon us heavenly grace,
Rain and dew and streams of glory
From the brightness of thy face,
That we, with our hearts in heaven,.
Here on earth may fruitful be,
And. by angel hands be gathered,
And be ever, Lord, with Thee.
Christopher Wordswortk
Intercessor, friend of sinners.
Earth's Redeemer, plead for me,
Where the songs of all the sinless
Sweep across the crystal sea.
Alleluia, King eternal,
Thee the Lord of lords we own.
Alleluia, born of Mary,
Earth thy footstool, heav'n thy throne;
Thou within the veil hast entered.
Robed in flesh, our great High Priest,
Thou on earth both Priest and viccim
In the eucharistic feast.
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Let all the world keep triumph.
And all that is therein;
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Their notes let all things blend,
For Christ the Lord hath risen.
Our joy that hath no end.
St. John Damascene. Tr. by Dr. Doddridge, 1780.
F. Schneider. Arr. by Lowell Mason, 1841.
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3 Then back to heaven they fly
And the glad tidings bear;
Hark, as they soar on high,
What music fills the air !
Their anthems say, "Jesus, who bled,
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4 Ye mortals, catch the sound.
Redeemed by Him from hell.
And send the echo round
The globe on which you dwell;
Transported cry, "Jesus, who bled.
Hath left the dead, no more to die."
5 All hail, triumphant Lord,
Who sav'st us with thy blood;
Wide be thy name adored,
Thou rising, reigning God;
With Thee we rise, with Thee we reign
And empires gain beyond the skies.
Philip Doddridge, 17.1.0.
GREAT Prophet of my God,
My tongue would bless thy name;
By Thee the .joyful news
Of our salvation came.
The joyful news of sins forgiven, ^
Of hell subdued and peace with heaven.
Be Thou my counsellor.
My pattern and my guide.
And through this desert land
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0 let my feet ne'er run astray.
Nor rove nor seek the crooked way.
1 love my Shepherd's voice;
His watchful eyes shall keep
My wandering soul among
The thousands of his sheep;
He feeds his flock, He calls their names
His bosom bears the tender lambs.
Isaac Watts, 1709.
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3 He all his foes shall quell,
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With pure seraphic joy;
Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice^
Rejoice, again I say, rejoice.
Rejoice in glorious hope;
Jesus, the Judge, shall come
And take his servants up
To their eternal home;
We soon shall hear th' archangel's voice,.
The trump of God shall sound, rejoice.
Charles Wesley, 1746.
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Jesus, the King of righteousness,
Do Thou Thyself our hearts possess.
That we may give Thee all our days
The tribute of our grateful praise.
O Lord of all, with us abide
In this our joyful Eastertide;
From every weapon death can wield
Thine own redeemed forever shield.
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May we go where He is gone,
Rest and reign with Him in heaven.
Alleluia.
C. F. Gellert, 1757. Tr. by Frances E. Cox, 1841.
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Where Jesus goes before.
Triumphant in his glory now,
To Him all power is given;
To Him in one communion bow
All saints in earth and heaven.
While we, his soldiers, praise our King,
His mercy we implore
Within his palace bright to bring
And keep us evermore.
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The being He gave us death cannot destroy;
Sad were the life we must part with to-morrow,
If tears were our birthright and death were our end;
But Jesus hath cheered the dark valley of sorrow,
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Ever in the means of grace;
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2 Then their hearts within them glowed
When Himself to them He showed
In the Scripture, as a King
Glorified by suffering.
3 Thou art ever with us. Lord,
Walking in thy holy word ;
And thy voice, O Saviour dear,
In that word we ever hear.
4 What the holy prophets meant.
In the ancient testament,
Thou art opening to our view,
Lord, forever in the new.
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Oliver Holden, 1765— 1844.
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And crown Him Lord of all.
6 O that with yonder sacred throng
We at his feet may fall;
We'll join the everlasting song,
And crown Him Lord of all.
Edward Perronet, 1780,
2 Crown Him, ye martyrs of our God,
Who from his altar call ;
Extol the stem of Jesse's rod,
And crown Him Lord of all.
3 Ye chosen seed of Israel's race,
Ye ransomed from the fall.
Hail Him who saves you by his grace.
And crown Him Lord of all.
4 Sinners, whose love can ne'er forget
The wormwood and the gall.
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3 The solemn joy, the awful fear,
The hallowed hush of peace.
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The consciousness that Thou art near.
We would not these should cease.
4 They came to us with glad accord
This blessed Eastertide;
They will abide with us, O Lord,
If Thou with us abide.
J. S. E. Monsell, 1857.
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Earth's joys grow dim, its glories pass Ills have no weight and tears no bitter-
away ; ness ;
Change and decay in all around I see; Where is death's sting, where, grave,
O Thou, who changest not, abide with thy victory ?
me. I triumph still, if Thou abide with me.
3 I need thy presence every passing hour; 5 Hold Thou thy cross before my closing
What but thy grace can foil the tempter's
power ?
Who like thyself my guide and stay can
be?
Through cloud and sunshine, O abide
with me.
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Shine through the gloom and point me
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Heaven's morning breaks and earth's
vain shadows flee;
In life, in death, O Lord, abide with me.
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Despoiling death of all its sting ' He comes from death to victory.
And trampHng down the powers of night, 4 The pains of hell are loosed at last,
Brmgs forth his ransomed saints to light. The days of mourning now are past;,
3 His tomb of late the threefold guard An angel robed in light hath said.
Of watch and stone and seal had barred; "The Lord is risen from the dead.'*
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2 Without Thee but weakness, with Thee
I am strong;
By day Thou shalt lead me, by night be
my song;
Though dangers surround me, I still
every fear,
Since Thou, the most mighty, my helper,
art near.
3 Thy love, O how faithful, so tender, so
pure,
Thy promise, faith's anchor, how stead-
fast and sure!
That love, like sweet sunshine, my cold
heart can warm,
That promise make steady my soul in
the storm.
4 Breathe, breathe on my spirit, oft ruffled,
thy peace;
From restless, vain wishes bid Thou my
heart cease ;
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Till glad to thy presence my soul shall
ascend.
5 O then, blessed Jesus, who once for me
died,
Made clean in the fountain that gushed
from thy side,
I shall see thy full glory, thy face shall
behold,
And praise Thee with raptures forever
untold.
Rav Palmer.
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1 O HAD I, my Saviour, the wings -of a 3
dove,
How soon would I soar to thy presence
above,
How soon would I flee where the wear>'
have rest.
And hide all my cares in thy sheltering
breast !
2 I flutter, I struggle and long to be 4
free,
I feel me a captive while banished from
Thee;
A pilgrim and stranger, the desert I
roam,
And look on to heaven and fain would
be home.
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Ah! there the wild tempest forever shall
cease,
No billow shall ruffle that haven of
peace;
Temptation and trouble 'alike shall de-
part.
All tears from the eye and all sin from
the heart.
Soon, soon may this Eden of promise
be mine;
Rise, bright sun of glor>% no more to
decline;
Thy light, yet unrisen, the wilderness
cheers ;
O what will it be when the fulness ap-
pears ?
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Since Thou art my guardian no evil I O what shall I ask of thy providence-
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No harm can befall with my com- God,
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3 In the midst of affliction my table is I seek, by the path which my forefathers,
spread, trod
With blessings unmeasured my cup Through the land of their sojourn, thy
runne*th o'er, kingdom of love.
J. Montgomery, 1822-
284
I THOUGH faint, yet pursuing, we go 3
on our way,
The Lord is our leader, his word is our
stay;
Though suffering and sorrow and trial
be near.
The Lord is our refuge and whom can
we fear ?
Into his green pastures our footsteps-
He leads.
His flock in the desert how kindly He
feeds !
The lambs in his bosom He tenderly
bears,
And brings back the wanderers all .safe-
from the snares.
2 H« raiseth the fallen, He cheereth the 4
faint ;
The weak and oppressed. He will hear
their complaint;
The way may be weary, and thorny the
road,
But how can we falter ? Our help is in
God.
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Though clouds may surround us, our
God is our light;
Though storms rage around us, our God.
is our might;
So, faint yet pursuing, still onward we
come.
The Lord is our leader, his kingdom.
our home.
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Since our Immanuel rose;
He took the tyrant's sting away
And vanquished all our foes.
See how the conq'ror mounts aloft
And to his Father flies.
With scars of honor in his flesh
And triumph in his eyes.
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Raise your devotion, mortal tongues.
To reach his blessed abode;
Sweet be the accents of your songs
To our incarnate God.
Bright angels, strike your loudest strings,
Your sweetest voices raise ;
Let heaven and all created things
Sound our Immanuel' s praise.
Isaac Watts. 1707.
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The highest place that heaven affords
Is his, is his by right,
The King of kings and Lord of lords,
And heaven's eternal light.
The joy of all who dwell above.
The joy of all below,
To whom He manifests his love
And grants his name to know.
To them the cross with all its shame.
With all its grace, is given;
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Their name, an everlasting name.
Their joy, the joy of heaven.
They suffer with their Lord below.
They reign with Him above;
Their profit and their joy, to know
The myst'ry of his love.
The cross He bore is life and health,
Though shame and death to Him,
His people's hope, his people's wealth,
Their everlasting theme.
Thos. Kelly. 1820.
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O grant me an abode
Among the churches of thy saints,
The temples of my God.
3 There shall I offer my requests
And see thy beauty still,
Shall hear thy messages of love
And there inquire thy will.
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There may his children hide;
God has a strong pavilion, where
He makes my soul abide.
5 Now shall my head be Hfted high
Above my foes around,
And songs of joy and victory
Within thy temple sound.
Isaac Watts, 1719.
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1 JESUS, my Lord, how rich thy grace,
Thy bounties how complete!
How shall we count the matchless sum.
How pay the mighty debt ? 4
2 High on a throne of radiant light
Dost Thou exalted shine;
What can our poverty bestow,
When all the worlds are thine ? 5
3 But Thou hast brethren here helow,
The partners of thy grace,
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I IF Christ is mine, then all is mine,
And more than angels know.
Both present things and things to come
And grace and glory too.
And wilt confess their humble names
Before thy Father's face.
In them Thou mayst be clothed and fed
And visited and cheered;
And in their accents of distress
Our Saviour's voice is heard.
Thy face, with reverence and with love,
We in thy poor would see;
O may we minister to them.
And in them. Lord, to Thee.
Philip Doddridge, 174a
If Christ is mine, unharmed I pass
Through death's dark dismal vale;
He'll be my comfort and my stay.
When heart and flesh shall fail.
If Christ is mine, let friends forsake.
And earthly comforts flee ;
He, the full source of every good,
Is more than all to me.
4 O Christ, assure me Thou art mine,
I nothing want beside;
My soul shall at the fountain live.
When all the streams are dried.
Benj. Beddome, 1776.
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2 He leads me to the place
Where heavenly pasture grows,
Where living waters gently pass
And full salvation flows.
3 If e'er I go astray,
He doth my soul reclaim.
And guides me in his own right way,
For his most holy name.
4 While He affords his aid
I cannot yield to fear;
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Though I should walk through death's
dark shade.
My Shepherd's with me there.
Amid surrounding foes
Thou dost my table spread;
My cup with blessings overflows,
And joy exalts my head.
The bounties of thy love
Shall crown my foil' wing days.
Nor from thy house will I remove,
Nor cease to speak thy praise.
Isaac Watts.
CAESAR H. A. Malan, 1830.
Repeated crimes awake our fears, 4
And justice armed with frowns appears;
But in the Saviour's lovely face
Sweet mercy smiles and all is peace.
Hence, then, ye black
thoughts;
Above our fears, above our faults,
His pow'rful intercessions rise,
And guilt recedes and terror dies.
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In every dark distressful hour,
When sin and Satan join their power,
Let this dear hope repel the dart,
That Jesus bears us on his heart.
despairing ^ Great Advocate, almighty friend.
On Him our humble hopes depend;
Our cause can never, never fail.
For Jesus pleads and must prevail.
Anne Steele, 176a
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A refuge and a rest for me.
3 While I this barren desert tread,
Feed Thou my soul on heavenly bread ;
'Mid foes and fears Thee may I see,
A refuge and a rest for me.
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1 JESUS, the Shepherd of the sheep,
Thy little flock in safety keeo, [heav'n,
The flock for which Thou cam'st from
The flock for which thy life was giv'n. 4-
2 O guard thy sheep from beasts of prey,
And guide them that they never stray;
Cherish the young, sustain the old,
Let none be feeble in thy fold. 5
3 Secure them from the scorching beam
And lead them to the living stream;
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1 LET me be with Thee where Thou art, 3
My Saviour, my eternal rest;
Then only will this longing heart
Be fully and forever blest.
2 Let me be with Thee where Thou art, 4
Thy unveiled glory to behold;
Then only will this wandering heart
Cease to be treach'rous, faithless,
cold.
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Anoint me with thy gladdening grace.
To cheer me in the heavenly race;
Cause all my gloomy doubts to flee
And make my spirit rest in Thee.
When death shall end this mortal strife.
Bring me through death to endless life;
Then, face to face, beholding Thee,
My refuge and my rest shall be.
Henry Harbaugh, 1859.
In verdant pastures let them lie
And watch them with a shepherd's eye.
O may thy sheep discern thy voice,
And in its sacred sound rejoice;
From strangers may they ever flee,
And know no other guide but Thee.
Lord, bring thy sheep that wander yet
And let the number be complete;
Then let thy flock from earth remove
And occupy the fold above.
Thomas Kelly.
Let me be with Thee where Thou art.
Where spotless saints thy name adore;
Then only will this sinful heart
Be evil and defiled no more.
Let me be with Thee where Thou art,
Where none can die, where none
remove ;
Then neither death nor life will part
Me from thy presence and thy love.
Charlotte Elliott, 1836.
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Where hunger and thirst, where afiiiction
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And the follies that fill me with
Thou Shepherd of Israel, restore me
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Thou dost give to the flock Thou art
A voice from the Shepherd now bids me
return Dying,
By the way where the footprints are
No longer to wander, no longer to
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And homeward my spirit is flying.
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Come, thy mourning Church to bless;
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Streams of life and joy supply,
Fill the world with righteousness.
Light shall then possess thine own.
Holy quiet, perfect peace;
And where heav'nly seed is sown
Thou wilt give the blest increase.
Edward Osier.
Ascension.
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Lift your heads, eternal gates,
Wide unfold the radiant scene,
Take the King of glory in.
3 Him though highest heaven receives
Still He loves the earth He leaves;
Though returning to his throne,
Still He calls mankind his own.
\ See, He lifts his hands above,
See, He shows the prints of love;
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Hark, his gracious lips bestow
Blessings on his Church below.
5 Still for us his death He pleads,.
Prevalent, He intercedes;
Near Himself prepares our place^
Harbinger of human race.
6 There we shall with Thee remain^
Partners of thine endless reign ;
There thy face, unclouded see.
Find our heav'n of heav'ns in Thee.
Charles Wegley, 1739.
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Angels come to meet their King;
Shouts triumphant rend the sky.
While the victor's praise they sing
" Open now, ye heavenly gates,
'Tis the King of glory waits."
3 Now behold Him high enthroned,
Glory beaming from his face.
By adoring angels owned,
God of holiness and grace;
" O for hearts and tongues to sing,
" Glory, glory to our King."
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2 Who is this that comes in glory
With the trump of jubilee ?
Lord of battles, God of armies,
He has gained the victory;
He who on the cross did suffer,
He who from the grave arose,
He has vanquished sin and Satan,
He by death has spoiled his foes.
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CHRIST, above all glory seated.
King triumphant, strong to save.
Dying, Thou hast death defeated.
Buried, Thou hast spoiled the grave.
Thou art gone where now is given
What no mortal might could gain,
On th' eternal throne of heaven
In thy Father's power to reign.-
There thy kingdoms all adore Thee,
Heaven above and earth below,
While the depths of hell before Thee
Trembling and amazed bow.
HARWELL. 8S&7S.
Thou hast raised our human nature
In the clouds to God's right hand;
There we sit in heavenly places.
There with Thee in glory stand;
Jesus reigns, adored by angels,
Man with God is on the throne ;
Mighty Lord, in thine ascension
We by faith behold our own.
Christopher Wordsworth, i8^j3.
We, O Lord, with hearts adoring
Follow Thee beyond the sky;
Hear our prayers thy grace imploring,
Lift our souls to Thee on high.
So, when Thou again in glory
On the clouds of heaven shalt shine,
We thy flock may stand before Thee,
Owned forevermore as thine.
Hail, all hail, in Thee confiding,
Jesus, Thee shall all adore.
In thy Father's might abiding
With one Spirit evermore.
Latin Hymn, 5th century.
Lowell Mason, 1840.
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Cheers and charms th}- saints on earth;
When we think of love like thine,
Lord, we own it love divine.
King of glory, reign forever,
Thine an everlasting crown;
Nothing from thy love shall sever
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Destined to behold thy face.
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Bring, O bring the glorious day,
When, the awful summons hearing,
Heaven and earth shall pass away;
Then with golden harps we'll sing,
" Glory, glory to our King."
Thomas Kelly, 1804.
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Jesus takes the highest station.
O what joy the sight affords!
Grown Him, crown Him,
King of kings and Lord of lords.
Thomas Kelly, 1809.
2 Grown the Saviour, angels, crown Him,
Rich the trophies Jesus brings;
In the seat of power enthrone Him,
While the heavenly concave rings:
Grown Him, crown Him,
Grown the Saviour, King of kings.
3 Sinners in derision crowned Him.
Mocking thus the Saviour's claim;
Saints and angels crowd around Him,
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Each creature sing;
Angels, begin the song,
Mortals, the strain prolong,
In accents sweet and strong;
"Jesus is King."
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What wonders done;
Above, beneath, around.
Let all the earth resound,
Till heaven's high arch rebound,
" Vict'ry is won."
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And let thy name prevail
From age to age;
Lord of the rolling years,
Claim for thine own the spheres.
For Thou hast bought with tears
Thy heritage.
And then was heard afar
Star answering to star:
" Lo, these have come.
Followers of Him who gave
His life their lives to save.
And now their palms they wave,
Brought safely home."
Matthew Bridges, 1S4&
He vanquished sin and hell.
And our last foe will quell;
Mourners, rejoice,
His dying love adore;
Praise Him, now raised in power.
Praise Him forevermore
With joyful voice.
All hail the glorious day.
When, through the heavenly way,
Lo, He shall come;
While they who pierced Him wail.
His promise shall not fail;
Saints, see your King prevail;
Great Saviour, come.
C. E. Kingsbury, i8o6t
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Gives and glorifies the Son.
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From the Father Thou didst come,
Seeking sinners in their blindness,
Calling earth's poor exiles home,
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Doing all the Father's will.
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Reconciling us with God.
Here in Thee is peace forever;
We can tribulation bear.
Kiss thy cross, with rapture knowing
Thou hast conqered suff'ring there.
E. E. Higbee, 1873.
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There Thou dost our place prepare.
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Loudest praises, without ceasing.
Meet it is for us to give.
Help, ye bright angelic spirits,
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Help to sing our Saviour's merits.
Help to chant Immanuel's praise.
Thos. Bakewell, 1760.
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What wondrous love prevailed on Thee 4
The bearer of our sins to be,
Thyself in sacrifice to give,
That sinners might not die, but Hve!
Now crushed is Satan's doleful reign 5
And broken is the tyrant's chain;
And Thou art, in thy meet abode,
A conq'ror on the throne of God.
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1 O FOR a swxet, inspiring ray, 4
To animate our feeble strains.
From the bright realms of endless day,
The blissful realms where Jesus reigns.
2 There, low before his glorious throne, 5
Adoring saints and angels fall,
And with delightful worship own [all.
His smile their bliss, their heav'n, their
3 Immortal glories crown his head, 6
While tuneful hallelujahs rise.
And love and joy and triumph spread
Thro' all th' assemblies of the skies.
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1 OUR Lord is risen from the dead, 4
Our Jesus is gone up on high;
The pow'rs of hell are captive led.
Dragged to the portals of the sky.
2 There his triumphal chariot waits, 5
And angels chant the solemn lay:
" Lift up your heads, ye heav'nly gates.
Ye everlasting doors, give way."
3 " Loose all your bars of massy light 6
And wide unfold the radiant scene;
He claims these mansions as his right.
Receive the King of glory in.
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O let thy clemency prevail
To heal the losses we bewail ;
O cheer us with thy beaming face,
Enrich us with thy gifts of grace.
Be Thou our guide, be Thou our goal,
Our joy when sorrow fills the soul.
In life our pathway to the skies.
In death our everlasting prize.
Ambrose, 390. Tr. by J. Chandler.
He smiles, and seraphs tune their songs
To boundless rapture, while they gaze;
Ten thousand thousand joyful tongues
Resound his everlasting praise.
There all the foU'wers of the Lamb
Shall join at last the heav'nly choir;
O may the joy-inspiring theme
Awake our faith and warm desire.
Dear Saviour, let thy Spirit seal
Our interest in that blissful place,
Till death remove this mortal veil
And we behold thy lovely face.
Anne Steel, 1760.
"Who is the King of glory ? Who ?
The Lord that all our foes o'ercame,
The world, sin, death and hell o'erthrew,
And Jesus is the conq'ror' s name."
Lo, his triumphal chariot waits,
And angels chant the solemn lay:
"Lift up your heads, ye heav'nly gates,
Ye everlasting doors, give way.
"Who is the King of glory? Who?
The Lord of glorious power possessed,
The King of saints and angels too,
God over all, for ever blest."
Charles Wesley, 1741
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Triumphant o'er the grave.
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4 And in our hour of danger
We'll trust his love alone
Who once slept in a manger
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4 Through all his travels here below
They did his steps attend,
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1 THE golden gates are lifted up,
The doors are opened wide,
The King of glory is gone in
Unto his Father's side.
2 Thou art gone up before us. Lord,
To make for us a place.
That we may be where now Thou art
And look upon God's face. ^
3 And ever on our earthly path
A gleam of glory lies,
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This mystic scene would end.
They saw his heart transfixed with
wounds.
And viewed the crimson gore;
They saw Him break the bars of death,
Which none e'er broke before.
They brought his chariot from above.
To bear Him to his throne, [cried,
Clapped their triumphant wings and
"The glorious work is done."
Dan"l Turner and James Fanch, 17761.
A light still breaks behind the cloud
That veiled Thee from our eyes.
Lift up our hearts, lift up our minds.
Let thy dear grace be given,
That while we wander here below
Our treasure be in heaven,
That where Thou art at God' s right hand
Our hope, our love may be;
Dwell Thou in us, that we may dwell
Forevermore in Thee.
Cecil Frances Alexander, 1858.
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When we cross the chilling stream.
Lighting up the steps to glory.
With salvation's radiant beam.
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Jubilee of sins forgiven
Sounds its trumpet from above.
3 Holy Ghost, divine Creator,
Who didst on the waters move,
Holy Ghost, regenerator,
Author of all life and love,
Holy Ghost, illuminator.
Who didst then with fire baptize,
Holy Ghost, great renovator,
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Eucharistic celebration
Has revealings of thy face.
Strengthen, warm and purify us,
From the bands of sin release,
Comfort, counsel, sanctify us.
Give us love and joy and peace;
Patience, faith and resignation
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Give us heavenly consolaton
In the solemn hour of death.
So when earth with fruit aboundeth.
And shall angel reapers see.
And the great archangel soundeth
God's eternal jubilee.
We may join their gratulation;
To the Father and the Son,
And the Spirit adoration
Ever be, blest Three in One.
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1 COME, Holy Spirit, come
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With beams of mercy shine.
2 From the celestial hills
Light, life and joy dispense;
And may I daily, hourly feel
Thy qickening influence.
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'Tis thine to cleanse the heart.
To sanctify the soul,
To pour fresh life in ever}' part
And new-create the whole.
Dwell therefore in our hearts.
Our minds from bondage free;
Then shall we know and praise and love
The Father, Son and Thee.
Joseph Hart, 1759.
3 O melt this frozen heart.
This stubborn will subdue;
Each evil passion overcome
And form me all anew.
4 The profit will be mine,
But thine shall be the praise;
Cheerful to Thee will I devote
The remnant of my days.
Benj. Beddome, 1770.
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Thy waiting servants bless.
We bless Thee for thy grace
And thine almighty power;
We bless Thee for thy holy place
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Oswald Allen, 1862.
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Into my inmost soul descend;
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The name of Jesus glorify,
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With light and comfort from above;
Be Thou my guardian, Thou my guide.
O'er every thought and step preside.
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Lead me to God, my final rest,
In his enjoyment to be blest.
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1 FATHER of all, whose love profound
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Entrance through the gate of heaven.
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Be offered, Saviour, to thy name.
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Help to bear thy brother's burden,
God will bear both it and thee.
Numb and weary on the mountains.
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Chafe that frozen form beside thee,
And together both shall glow.
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Art thou stricken in life's battle ?
Many wounded round thee moan;
Lavish on their wounds thy balsams,
And that balm shall heal thine own.
Is the heart a well left empty ?
None but God its void can fill;
Nothing but a ceaseless fountain
Can its ceaseless longings still.
Is the heart a living power?
Self-entwined its strength sinks low;
It can only live in loving.
And by serving love will grow.
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3 Heirs of the same immortal bliss,
Our hopes and fears the same,
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1 FATHER of mercies, send thy grace
All powerful from above,
To form in our obedient souls
The image of thy love. 4
2 O may our sympathizing breast
That generous pleasure know,
Freely to share in others' joy,
And weep for others' woe. 5
3 Whene'er the helpless sons of grief
In low distress are laid.
The cords of love our hearts should bind,
The law of love inflame.
So shall the vain contentious world
Our peaceful lives approve,
And wondering say, as they of old,
"See how the Christians love."
Thomas Cotterill.
Soft be our hearts their pains to feel
And swift our hands to aid.
So Jesus looked on dying men.
Enthroned above the skies,
And when He saw their lost estate
Felt his compassion rise.
Since Christ, to save our guilty souls,
On wings of mercy flew.
We, whom the Saviour thus hath loved,
Should love each other too.
Philip Doddridge, 1740.
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1 DO not I love Thee, O my Lord?
Behold my heart and see,
And turn the dearest idol out
That dares to rival Thee. 4
2 Is not thy name melodious still
To mine attentive ear?
Doth not each pulse with pleasure bound,
My Saviour's voice to hear? 5
3 Hast Thou a lamb in all thy flock
I would disdain to feed ?
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Hast Thou a foe before whose face
I fear thy cause to plead ?
Would not my heart pour forth its blood
In honor of thy name ?
And challenge the cold hand of death
To damp th' immortal flame ?
Thou know'st I love Thee, dearest Lord;
But O I long to soar
Far from the sphere of mortal joys.
And learn to love Thee more.
Philip Doddridge, 1740.
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Fairer is He than all the fair
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He saw me plunged in deep distress,
He flew to my reUef;
For me He bore the shamxeful cross
And carried all my grief.
To Him I owe my life and breath
And all the joys I have;
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He makes me triumph over death
And saves me from the grave.
5 To heaven, the place of his abode^
He brings my weary feet,
Shows me the glories of my God,
And makes my joys complete.
6 Since from his bounty I receive
Such proofs of love divine,
Had I a thousand hearts to give,
Lord, they should all be thine.
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A. R. Reinagle, 1826.
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Thou, O my Jesus, Thou didst me
Upon the cross embrace,
For me didst bear the nails and spear
And manifold disgrace.
And griefs and torments numberless
And sweat of agony,
Yea, death itself, and all for me
Who was thine enemy.
Then why, O blessed Jesus Christ,
Should I not love Thee well ?
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Not for the hope of winning heaven
Nor of escaping hell,
Not with the hope of gaining aught.
Not seeking a reward.
But as Thyself hast loved me,
O ever-loving Lord,
So would I love Thee, dearest Lord,
And in thy praise will sing,
Solely because Thou art my God
And my eternal King.
Xavier, 1516. Tr. by E. Caswall, 184a
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More love to Thee.
Elizabeth Payson Prentiss, 1869,
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As to Canaan on ye move,
Praise and bless redeeming love.
3 Mourning souls, dry up your tears,
Banish all your guilty fears ;
See your guilt and curse remove,
Canceled by redeeming love.
4 Ye, alas! who long have been
Willing slaves to death and sin,
Now from bliss no longer rove.
Stop, and taste redeeming love.
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1 EVERLASTING arms of love
Are beneath, around, above;
He who left his throne of light.
And unnumbered angels bright,
2 He who on th' accursed tree
Gave his precious life for me.
He it is that bears me on,
His the arm I lean upon.
3 He who now, enthroned above,
Still retains his heart of love,
Marking still each falling tear
Of his burdened pilgrims here,
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Welcome all, by sin opprest.
Welcome to the Saviour's breast;
Nothing brought Him from above,
Nothing but redeeming love.
He subdued th' infernal powers.
Those tremendous foes of ours.
From their cursed empire drove
Mighty in redeeming love.
Hither, then, your music bring.
Strike aloud each tuneful string;
Mortals, join the hosts above.
Join to praise redeeming love.
M. Madan.
He who wields creation's rod,
He, my brother, yet my God,
Faithful He, whate'er betide,
Is my everlasting guide.
All things hasten to decay.
Earth and seas will pass away;
Soon will yonder circling sun
Cease his blazing course to run;
Scenes will var}', friends grow strange,
But the changeless cannot change;
Gladly will I journey on.
With his arm to lean upon.
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5 O may we love the house of God,
Of peace and joy the blest abode;
Q may no angry strife destroy
That sacred peace, that holy joy.
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Beloved and loving, both combined,
Jesus, Thou good and gracious one.
Of Mary and of God the Son,
2 Who can conceive or who record
What bliss it is to love Thee, Lord ?
To dwell in humble faith with Thee
Is boundless, full felicity.
3 Let saints below and saints above
Show forth thy faithful, endless love,
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The world without may rage, but we
Will only cling more close to Thee,
With hearts to Thee more wholly giv'n,
More weaned from earth, more fixed oa
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Lord, shower upon us from above
The sacred gift of mutual love;
Each other's wants may we supply.
And reign together in the sky.
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Who suffer and who weep with Thee.
Infinite Majesty above,
Our hope, our life, our joy and love,
Thy fulness, Jesus, let us see.
And evermore abide in Thee.
Thus, seeing and enjoying Thee,
In earth and heav'n our joy shall be;
And grateful praise to Thee be giv'n,
Through all the blissful life of heav n.
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God is wisdom, God is love.
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And often for each other flows
The sympathizing tear.
4 When we asunder part
It gives us inward pain,
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1 WE give Thee but thine own,
Whate'er the gift may be;
All that we have is thine alone,
A trust, O Lord, from Thee.
2 May we thy bounties thus.
As stewards true, receive.
And gladly as Thou blessest us,
To Thee our first-fruits give.
3 To comfort and to bless,
To find a balm for woe,
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But we shall still be joined in heart
And hope to meet again.
This glorious hope revives
Our courage by the way,
While each in expectation lives
And longs to see the day.
From sorrow, toil and pain
And sin we shall be free,
And perfect love and friendship reign
Through all eternity.
John Fawcett, 1772.
To tend the lone and fatherless
Is angels' work below.
4 The captive to release,
To God the lost to bring,
To teach the way of life and peace,
It is a Christlike thing.
5 And we believe thy word.
Though dim our faith may be,
Whate'er for thine we do, O Lord,
We do it unto Thee.
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They go from strength to strength,
Through this dark vale of tears,
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And bids me seek my portion there,
Nor bids me seek in vain.
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1 FAITH is the brightest evidence
Of things beyond our sight, [sense
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And dwells in heav'nly light.
2 It sets times past in present view.
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Of things a thousand years ago
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Till this frail body dies,
And then on faith's triumphant wings
To endless glory rise.
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By faith we know the worlds were made
By God's almighty word;
Abram, to unknown countries led
By faith, obeyed the Lord.
He sought a city fair and high.
Built by th' eternal hands;
And faith assures us, though we die,
That heav'nly building stands.
Isaac Watts, 1709.
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O joy of all the meek,
To those who fall, how kind Thou art!
How good to those who seek!
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4 But what to those who find ? Ah! this
Nor tongue nor pen can show;
The love of Jesus, what it is.
None but his loved ones know.
5 Jesus, our only joy be Thou,
As Thou our prize wilt be ;
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Rebels He receives as friends,
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And exalts to highest honor.
God is true as He is just;
Jesus is my hope and trust.
Jesus lives, and by his grace
Victory o'er my passions giving,
I will cleanse my heart and ways,
Ever to his glory living.
The weak He raises from the dust;
Jesus is my hope and trust.
Jesus lives, and I am sure
Naught shall e'er from Jesus sever;
Satan's wiles and Satan's power,
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Christian armor cannot rust;
Jesus is my hope and trust.
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But my entrance into glory;
Courage then, my soul, for thou
Hast a crown of life before thee ;
Thou shalt find thy hopes were just,
Jesus is the Christian's trust.
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And Thee, the living bread.
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And heav'nly minstrelsy.
When one repenting sinner turns
With contrite heart to Thee.
4 And when we see the deep'ning calm.
And watch the quiv'ring breath
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1 O FOR a faith that will not shrink,
Though pressed by every foe,
That will not tremble on the brink
Of any earthly woe ;
2 That will not murmur nor complain
Beneath the chast'ning rod,
But in the hour of grief or pain
Will lean upon its God;
3 A faith that shines more bright and clear
When tempests rage without;
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LORD, I believe; thy power I own.
Thy word I would obey;
I wander comfortless and lone,
When from thy truth I stray.
Lord, I believe ; but gloomy fears
Sometimes bedim my sight;
I look to Thee with prayers and tears,
And cry for strength and light.
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That trembles on the Hps in prayer
Of holy saints in death,
Then angel ministers will be
Unveiled to our eyes,
Waiting to waft the faithful soul
In peace to Paradise.
O give us grace as angels here
To live in holy love.
That the last trump may summon us
To bliss with them above.
Christopher Wordsworth.
That when in danger knows no fear,
In darkness feels no doubt;
A faith that keeps the narrow way
Till life's last hour is fled,
And with a pure and heav'nly ray
Lights up a dying bed.
Lord, give us such a faith as this;
. And then, whate'er may come, [bliss
We'll taste, e'en here, the hallowed
Of an eternal home.
W. H. Bathurst.
Lord, I believe;- but oft I know
My faith is cold and weak;
My weakness strengthen, and bestow
The confidence I seek.
Yes, I believe; and only Thou
Canst give my soul relief;
Lord, to thy truth my spirit bow,
" Help Thou mine unbelief"
J. R. Wieford
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Provides me every needful good, [cares.
And frees my soul from wants and
With Him sweet converse I maintain;
Great as He is, I dare be free;
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I tell Him all my grief and pain,
And He reveals his love to me.
Some cordial from his word He brings.
Whene'er my feeble spirit faints;
At once my soul revives and sings,
And yields no more to sad complaints.
I pity all that worldlings talk
Of pleasures that will quickly end;
Be this my choice, O Lord, to walk
With Thee, my guide, my guard, my
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While saints lie mould' ring in the dust.
Unequal to the conflict. Lord,
Too weak to wield the shield or sword,
On thine almighty arm we fall,
Be Thou our Jesus and our all.
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Thy ruling hand I seel
Each blessing to my soul more dear,
Because conferred by Thee.
In every joy that crowns my days,
In every pain I bear,
My heart shall find delight in praise,
Or seek relief in prayer.
373
[ FATHER of mercies, God of love,
My Father and my God,
I'll sing the honors of thy name
And spread thy praise abroad.
Thou boundless source of every good.
My best desires fulfil; 3
O help me to adore thy grace
And mark thy sovereign will.
> In all thy mercies may my soul
Thy bounteous goodness see,
Nor let the gifts thy hand imparts
Estrange my heart from Thee.
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When gladness wings my favored hour,
Thy love my thoughts shall fill;
Resigned, when storms of sorrow lower,
My soul shall meet thy will.
My lifted eye without a tear
The gathering storm shall see,
My steadfast heart shall know no fear,
That heart shall rest on Thee.
Helen Maria Williams, iv86.
In every changing scene of life,
Whate'er that scene may be,
Give me a meek and humble mind,
A mind at peace with Thee.
Through ever>^ period of my life.
Each bright, each clouded scene,
Give me a meek and humble mind.
Still equal and serene.
Then I may close my eyes in death
Free from distracting care.
For death is life and labor rest.
If Thou art with me there.
Ottiwell Heginbotham, 1744-68.
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ALEXANDRIA
W. Arnold.
2 The evil of my former state
Was mine and only mine;
The good in which I now rejoice
Is thine and only thine.
3 The darkness of my former state,
The bondage, all was mine;
The light of life in which I walk,
The liberty, is thine.
375
PHILLIPS
Thy grace first made me feel my sin,
It taught me to believe;
Then, in believing, peace I found.
And now I live, I live.
All that I am, e'en here on earth.
All that I hope to be
When Jesus comes and glory dawns,
I owe it. Lord, to Thee,
Horatius Bonar, 1850^
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Then shall I end my sad complaints
And weary, sinful days,
And join with all triumphant saints
Who sing Jehovah's praise.
My knowledge of that life is small.
The eye of faith is dim ;
But 'tis enough that Christ knows all,
And I shall be with Him.
Richard Baxter, 1681,.
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If life be long, I will be glad
That I may long obey;
If short, yet why should I be sad ^
To soar to endless day ?
Christ leads me through no darker rooms
Than He went through before;
No one into his kingdom comes, 5
But through his opened door.
Come, Lord, when grace has made me
Thy blessed face to see ; [meet
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2 Thou art my everlasting trust;
Thy goodness I adore;
And since I knew thy graces first,
I speak thy glories more.
3 My feet shall travel all the length
Of the celestial road.
And march with courage in thy strength
To see my Father, God.
4 When I am filled with sore distress
For some surprising sin,
I'll plead thy perfect righteousness
And mention none but thine.
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5 How will my lips rejoice to tell
The vict'ries of my King!
My soul, redeemed from sin and hell,
Shall thy salvation sing.
6 My tongue shall all the day proclaim
My Saviour and my God; [shame,
His death hath brought my foes to
And saved me by his blood.
7 Awake, awake, my tuneful powers ;
With this delightful song
I'll entertain the darkest hours,
Nor think the season long.
Isaac Watts, 1719
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The Father smiles again;
*Tis by thine interceding breath
The Spirit dwells with men.
Till God in human flesh I see,
My thoughts no comfort find;
The holy, just and sacred Three
Are terrors to my mind.
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But if Immanuel's face appear.
My hope, my joy, begins;
His name forbids my slavish fear.
His grace removes my sins.
While Jews on their own law rely
And Greeks of wisdom boast,
I love th' incarnate mystery.
And there I fix my trust.
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" Fear not, I am with thee, O be not dismayed,
For I am thy God, I will still give thee aid;
I'll strengthen thee, help thee and cause thee to stand,
Upheld by my gracious, omnipotent hand.
"When through the deep waters I call thee to go,
The rivers of sorrow shall not overflow;
For I will be with thee thy trials to bless,
And sanctify to thee thy deepest distress.
"When through fiery trials thy pathway shall lie,
My grace all-sufficient shall be thy supply;
The flame shall not hurt thee; I only design
Thy dross to consume and thy gold to refine.
"E'en down to old age all my people shall prove
My sovereign, eternal, unchangeable love;
And then, when gray hairs shall their temples adorn,
Like lambs they shall still in my bosom be borne.
"The soul that on Jesus hath leaned for repose,
I will not, I will not desert to his foes;
That soul, though all hell should endeavor to shake,
I'll never, no never, no never forsake."
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Before the rising sun.
5 Time, Uke an ever-rolHng stream,
Bears all its sons awa}-;
They fly forgotten, as a dream
Dies at the opening day.
6 O God, our help in ages past,
Our hope for years to come,
Be Thou our guard while troubles last
And our eternal home, isaac Watts, 1719
W.M. Croft.
2 Beneath the shadow of thy throne
Thy saints have dwelt secure ;
Sufficient is thine arm alone,
And our defense is sure.
3 Before the hills in order stood,
Or earth received her frame,
From everlasting Thou art God,
To endless years the same.
4 A thousand ages in thy sight
Are like an evening gone,
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He is my soul's bright morning star.
And He my rising sun.
4 My soul would leave this heavy clay
At that transporting word.
Run up with joy the shining way,
T' embrace my dearest Lord.
3 The opening heav'ns around me shine 5 Fearless of hell and ghastly death.
With beams of sacred bliss, I'd break through every foe;
While Jesus shows his heart is mine The wings of love and arms of faith
And whispers I am his. Should bear me conqueror through.
J9I Isaac Watts, 1707.
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Should earth against my soul engage
And hellish darts be hurled,
Then I can smile at Satan's rage
And face a frowning world.
Let cares like a wild deluge come
And storms of sorrow fall,
382
1 THROUGH all the changing scenes of
In trouble and in ]oy, [life,
The praises of my God shall still ^
My heart and tongue employ.
2 O magnify the Lord with me,
With me exalt his name;
When in distress to Him I called, r
He to my rescue came.
3 The hosts of God encamp around
The dwellings of the just;
383
1 WHEN waves of trouble round me 3
My soul is not dismayed; [swell
I hear a voice I know full well,
'"Tis I; be not afraid."
2 When black the threat' ning clouds 4
And storms my path invade, [appear,
That voice shall calm each rising fear,
"'Tis I; be not afraid."
384 PEACE.
S. M.
May I but safely reach my home.
My God, my heav'n, my all.
4 There shall I bathe my weary soul
In seas of heav'nly rest,
And not a wave of trouble roll
Across my peaceful breast.
Isaac Watts.
Deliv' ranee He affords to all
Who on his succor trust.
O make but trial of his love;
Experience will decide
How bless' d are they and only they
Who in his truth confide.
Fear Him, ye saints, and you will then
Have nothing else to fear;
Make you his service your delight,
Your wants shall be his care.
Nahum Tate, 1696.
There is a gulf that must be crossed;
Saviour, be near to aid;
Whisper, when my frail bark is tossed, .
' ' * Tis I ; be not afraid. ' '
There is a dark and fearful vale,
Death hides within its shade;
O say, when flesh and heart shall fail,
'"Tis I; be not afraid."
Charlotte Elliott.
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And count thy choice the best.
3 Whate'er events betide,
Thy will they all perform;
385
1 COMMIT thou all thy griefs
And ways into his hands,
To his sure truth and tender care
Who earth and heaven commands,
2 Who points the clouds their course,
Whom winds and seas obey;
He shall direct thy wandering feet,
He shall prepare thy way.
3 Thou on the Lord rely,
So safe thou shalt go on;
386 THATCHER.
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Safe in thy breast my head I hide,
Nor fear the coming storm.
4 Let good or ill befall,
It must be good for me,
Secure of having Thee in all,
Of having all in Thee.
H. F. Lyte.
Fix on his word thy steadfast eye,
So shall thy work be done.
4 No profit canst thou gain
By self-consliming care;
To Him commend thy cause; his ear
Attends the softest prayer.
5 Thine everlasting truth,
Father, thy ceaseless love,
Sees all thy children's wants, and knows
What best for each will prove.
Paul Gerhardt. Tr. by John Wesley, 1739,
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" My times are in thy hand,"
Whatever they may be,
Pleasing or painful, dark or bright
As best may seem to Thee.
*' My times are in thy hand; "
Why should I doubt or fear ?
J93
My Father's hand will never cause
His child a needless tear.
** My times are in thy hand; "
I'll always trust in Thee,
Till I possess the promised land,
And all thy glory see.
William F. Lloyd, 1835.
gDrinitij ^ea^ 0x1*— Trust.
387 MELITA. L. M. 6 1ines.
John B. Dykes.
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From heav'nly wisdom's narrow way,
To fly the good I would pursue
Or do the sin I would not do,
Still He who felt temptation's power
Shall guard me in that dangerous hour.
3 When sorrowing o' er some stone I bend.
Which covers what was once a friend,
And from his voice, his hand, his smile,
388
1 AS oft with worn and weary feet
We tread earth's rugged valley o'er,
The thought how comforting and sweet,
Christ trod this very path before ;
Our wants and weaknesses He knows,
From life's first dawning till its close.
2 Do sickness, feebleness or pain
Or sorrow in our path appear.
The recollection will remain.
More deeply did He suffer here;
His life, how truly sad and brief,
Filled up with suffering and with grief !
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Divides me for a little while.
Thou, Saviour, mark'st the tears I shed.
For Thou didst weep o'er Lazarus dead.
4 And O when I have safely passed
Through every conflict but the last.
Still, still unchanging, watch beside
My painful bed, for Thou hast died;
Then point to realms of cloudless day,
And wipe the latest tear away.
Robert Grant, 1806.
3 If Satan tempt our hegrts to stray
And whisper evil things within.
So did he in the desert way
Assail our Lord with thoughts of sin.
When worn and in the feeble hour
The tempter came with all his power.
4 Just such as I, this earth He trod,
With every human ill but sin;
And though indeed the Son of God,
As I am now, so He has been.
My God, my Saviour, look on me
With pity, love and sympathy.
James Edmeston, 1847.
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O highest gift of God most high,
O fount of life, O fire of love,
Anointing Spirit from above.
3 Thoti in thy bounteous gifts art known
Thee, finger of God's hand, we own;
The promise of the Father Thou,
Our tongues with truth and power endow.
4 Kindle our senses from above,
And make our hearts o'erflow with love,
390
1 HEALTH of the weak, to make them
Refuge of sinners and their song, [strong.
Comfort of each afiiicted breast,
Haven of hope in realms of rest,
2 Lord of patriarchs gone before.
Light of the prophet's learned lore,
Deign from thy throne to look on me
And hear my lowly litany.
391
ORLAND. L. M.
With patience firm and virtue high,
The weakness of our flesh supply.
5 Far from us drive the foe we dread,
And grant us thy true peace instead;
So shall we not, with Thee to guide,
Turn from the path of life aside.
6 O may thy grace on us bestow
The Father and the Son to know.
And Thee, throughendlesstimeconfessed.
Of both th' eternal Spirit blest.
Charlemagne. Tr. by E. CaswalL
3 Lead me, O Spirit, to the Son,
To taste and feel what He has done,
To lay me low before his cross,
And reckon all b.esides as dross,
4 To speak and think and will and move.
And love as Thou would' st have me love ;
O look upon this bended knee,
And hear my heart's own litany.
Matthew Bridges.
Wm. Arnold, 1791.
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Whose word.whenheav'n and earth shall pass, Re-mains and stands for- ev - er sure,
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That all mankind thy truth may see,
Hallow thy great and glorious name,
And perfect holiness in me.
Purge me from every sinful blot,
My idols all be cast aside,
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Cleanse me from every sinful thought,
From all the filth of self and pride.
Give me a new, a perfect heart.
From doubt and fear and sorrow free;
The mind which was in Christ impart,
And let my spirit cleave to Thee.
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Fear not thou the deadly quiver,
When a thousand feel the blow;
Alercy shall thy soul deliver.
Though ten thousand be laid low.
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Since with pure and firm affection
Thou on God hast set thy love,
With the wings of his protection
He will shield thee from above;
Thou shalt call on Him in trouble,
He will hearken. He will save.
Here for grief reward thee double,
Crown with life beyond the grave.
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And fall in fatal snares.
Since God, my guard and guide,
Defends me from my fears*
Those wakeful eyes that never sleep
Shall Israel keep when dangers rise.
No burning heats by day
Nor blasts of ev'ning air
Shall take my heakh away,
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If God be with me there ;
Thou art my sun and Thou my shade,
To guard my head by night or noon.
Hast Thou not giv'n thy word
To save my soul from death ?
And I can trust my Lord
To keep my mortal breath;
I'll go and come nor fear to die,
Till from on high Thou call me home.
®vinittj g:e«»ex»tt.— Assurance.
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Sing of his rising power,
Sing how He intercedes above
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Sing till we feel our hearts
Ascending wdth our tongues.
Sing till the love of sin departs
And grace inspires our songs.
Sing on your heav'nly way,
Ye ransomed sinners, sing,
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Sing on, rejoicing every day
In Christ th' eternal King.
Soon shall ye hear Him say,
" Ye blessed children, come;"
Soon will He call you hence away
And take his wand' rers home.
There shall our raptured tongue
His endless praise proclaim,
And sweeter voices tune the song
Of Moses and the Lamb.
Wm. Hammond, 1745,
PENTONVILLE
2 High as the heav'ns are rais'd
Above the ground we tread,
So far the riches of his grace
Our highest thoughts exceed.
3 His power subdues our sins;
And his forgiving love,
Far as the east is from the west,
Doth all our guilt remove.
4 The pity of the Lord
To those that fear his name
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Is such as tender parents feel;
He knows our feeble frame.
Our days are as the grass
Or like the morning flower;
If one sharp blast sweep o'er the field,
It withers in an hour.
But thy compassions. Lord,
To endless years endure.
And children's children ever find
Thy words of promise sure.
Isaac Watts. 1719
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And teach thy paths to tread.
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1 HARK, through the courts of heav'n
Voices of angels sound,
" He that was dead now lives again.
He that was lost is found."
2 God of unfailing grace.
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Through all the gloomy way.
5 Since Christ and we are one,
Why should we doubt or fear ?
If He in heaven has fixed his throne.
He'll fix his members there.
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3 In countries far from home
On earthly husks we feed;
Back to our Father's home, O Lord,
Our wand' ring footsteps lead.
4 Then at each soul's return
The heav'nly harp shall sound,
" He that was dead now lives again,
He that was lost is found."
Henry Alford, 1844.
Thos. Hastings.
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Grace all the work shall crown
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Unwearied in forgiveness still.
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O give us hearts to love like Thee,
Like Thee, O Lord, to grieve
Far more for others' sins than all
The wrongs that we receive.
One with Thyself, may every eye
In us, thy brethren, see
The gentleness and grace that spring
From union. Lord, with Thee.
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To give the mourner joy,
To preach glad tidings to the poor,
Was his divine employ.
3 Lowly in heart, to all his friends, 6 In the last hours of deep distress,
A friend and servant found, [tears. Before his Father's throne.
He washed their feet. He wiped their With soul resigned He bowed and said.
And healed each bleeding w^ound. " Thy will, not mine, be done."
Be Christ our pattern and our guide.
His image may we bear;
O may we tread his holy steps,
His joy and glory share.
W. Enfield, 1772.
'Midst keen reproach and cruel scorn.
Patient and meek He stood;
His foes, ungrateful, sought his life,
He labored for their good.
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2 Help us through good report and ill
Our daily cross to bear,
Like Thee, to do our Father's will,
Our brethren's griefs to share,
3 Let grace our selfishness expel,
Our earthliness refine.
And kindness in our bosoms dwell,
As free and true as thine.
4. If joy shall at thy bidding fly
And grief's dark day come on,
402
1 SOVEREIGN of all the worlds on high,
Allow my humble claim;
Nor, while a worm would raise its head,
Disdain a Father's name.
2 My Father, God, how sweet the sound.
How tender and how dear!
Not all the harmony of heav'n
Could so delight the ear.
403
1 LORD, like the publican I stand
And lift my heart to Thee ;
Thy pard'ning grace, O God, command,
Be merciful to me.
2 I smite upon my anxious breast
O'erwhelmed with agony;
O save my soul by sin oppressed,
Be merciful to me.
404
NAOMI, c. M.
We in our turn would meekly cry,
Father, thy will be done.
Should friends misjudge or foes defame^
Or brethren faithless prove.
Then, Hke thine own, be all our aim
To conquer them by love.
Kept peaceful in the midst of strife.
Forgiving and forgiven,
O may we lead the pilgrim's life
And follow Thee to heaven.
John Hampden Gurney..
3 Come, sacred Spirit, seal the name
On my expanding heart,
And show that in Jehovah's grace
I share a filial part.
4 Cheered by a signal so divine
Lnwav'ring, I believe.
And Abba, Father, humbly cry,
Nor can the sign deceive.
p. Doddridge.
3 My guilt, my shame, I all confess,
I have no hope nor plea
But Jesus' blood and righteousness,
Be merciful to me.
4 Here at thy cross I still would wait.
Nor from its shelter flee,
Till Thou, O God, in mercy great.
Art merciful to me.
T. Raffles, 1831..
Lowell Mason.
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My path of life attend.
Thy presence through my journey shine-
And crown my journey's end.
Anne Steele, 1760.
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And still He is nigh, his presence we have;
The great congregation his triumph shall sing,
Ascribing salvation to Jesus our King.
3 Salvation to God, who sits on the throne,
Let all cry aloud and honor the Son;
The praises of Jesus the angels proclaim.
Fall down on their faces and worship the Lamb.
4 Then let us adore and give Him his right.
All glory and power and wisdom and might,
All honor and blessing, with angels above,
And thanks never ceasing and infinite love.
1 O WORSHIP the King, all-glorious above.
And gratefully sing his power and his love.
Our shield and defender, the Ancient of Days,
Pavilioned in splendor and girded with praise.
2 O tell of his might, O sing of his grace.
Whose robe is the light, whose canopy space;
His chariots of wrath the deep thunder-clouds form.
And dark is his path on the wings of the storm.
3 Frail children of dust, and feeble as frail.
In Thee do we trust, nor find Thee to fail;
Thy mercies how tender, how firm to the end,
Our maker, defender, Redeemer and friend!
4 O measureless might, ineffable love!
While angels delight to hymn Thee above.
The humbler creation, though feeble their lays,
With true adoration shall sing to thy praise.
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3 While life's dark maze I tread,
And griefs around me spread.
Be Thou my guide;
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Bid darkness turn to day,
Wipe sorrow's tears away,
Nor let me ever stray
From Thee aside.
When ends life's transient dream,
When death's cold, sullen stream
Shall o'er me roll,
Blest Saviour, then in love
Fear and distrust remove,
O bear me safe above,
A ransomed soul.
Ray Palmer, 1830.
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Wretched wand'rer, far astray, [thee
Found thee lost and kindly brought
From the paths of death away;
Praise with love's devoutest feeling
Him who saw thy guilt-born fear,
And, the light of hope revealing,
Bade the blood-stained cross appear.
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Vainly would my lips express;
Low before thy footstool kneeling.
Deign thy suppliant's prayer to bless;
Let thy grace, my soul's chief treasure.
Love's pure flame within me raise;
And, since words can never measure.
Let my life show forth thy praise.
F. S. Key.
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MY God, how wonderful Thou art,
Thy majesty how bright ;
How beautiful thy mercy-seat,
In depths of burning light !
How dread are thine eternal years,
O everlasting Lord,
By saints and angels day and night
Incessantly adored!.
O how I fear Thee, living God,
With deepest, tend'rest fears.
And worship Thee with trembling hope
And penitential tears.
FATHER, 'tis thine each day to yield
Our wants a fresh supply ;
Thou cloth'st the lilies of the field
And hear'st the raven's cry.
Thy love in all thy works we see,
Thy promise. Lord, we plead,
And humbly cast our care on Thee,
Who knowest all our need.
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Thy goodness I'll pursue.
And after death in distant worlds
The glorious theme renew.
5 Through all eternity to Thee
A joyful song I'll raise ;
For O eternity's too short
To utter all thy praise.
J. Addison, 1712-.
4 Yet I may love Thee too, O Lord,
Almighty as Thou art.
For Thou hast stooped to ask of me
The love of my poor heart.
5 No earthly father loves like Thee ;
No mother, e'er so mild,
Bears and forbears as Thou hast done
With me thy sinful child.
6 Father of Jesus, love's reward,
What rapture will it be
Prostrate before thy throne to lie
And gaze and gaze on Thee !
Frederick W. Faber, 1849..
, 3 Let not the world engage our love, ^
Nor cares our bosoms fill.
But fix our heart on things above,
That we may do thy will.
4 The comfort of thy light bestow,
Our faith and hope increase.
And let us in thy presence know
Contentment, joy and peace.
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5 'Tis here, whene'er my comforts droop
And sins and sorrows rise,
Thy love with cheerful beams of hope
My fainting heart supplies.
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Jesus, my Lord, my life, my light,
O come with blissful ray, [night
Break radiant through the shades of
And chase my fears away.
Then shall my soul with rapture trace
The wonders of thy love;
But the full glories of thy face
Are only known above.
Anne Steele, 1760.
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And doomed to endless woe.
3 Th' almighty former of the skies,
Stooped to our vile abode, [eyes
While angels viewed with wondering
And hailed th' incarnate God.
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1 JESUS, we sing thy matchless grace
That calls us as thine own ;
Give us among thy saints a place
To make thy glories known.
2 Allied to Thee, our vital Head,
We live and grow and thrive ;
From Thee divided each is dead,
When most he seems alive.
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4 O the rich depths of love divine,
Of bliss a boundless store!
Dear Saviour, let me call Thee mine,
I cannot wish for more.
5 On Thee alone my hope relies,
Beneath thy cross I fall,
My Lord, my life, my sacrifice,
My Saviour and my all.
Anne Steele.
3 Thy saints on earth and those above
Here join in one accord,
One body all in mutual love,
And Thou the common Lord.
4 O may our faith each moment gain
More of thy Spirit's grace.
Till Thou present us all complete
Before thy Father's face.
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416
1 NOW be my heart inspired to sing
The glories of my Saviour King,
Jesus, the Lord; how heavenly fair
His form, how bright his beauties are!
2 O'er all the sons of human race
He shines with a superior grace ;
Love from his lips divinely flows
And blessings all his state compose.
3 Dress Thee in arms, most mighty Lord, (
Gird on the terror of thy sword,
In majesty and glory ride,
With truth and meekness at thy side.
True God and man, in person one,
A Judge to pass our final doom.
From day to day, O Lord, do we
On high exalt and honor Thee;
Thy name we worship and adore,
World without end, forevermore.
Thine anger like a pointed dart
Shall pierce the foes of stubborn heart;;
Or words of mercy kind and sweet
Shall melt the rebels at thy feet.
Thy throne, O God, forever stands,
Grace is the scepter in thy hands;
Thy laws and works are just and rights
Justice and grace are thy delight.
O God, thy God has richly shed
His oil of gladness on thy head.
And with his sacred Spirit blest
Th' eternal Son above the rest.
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And force the wondering world to tell
That He alone did all things well.
Howe'er mysterious are his ways,
Or dark or sorrowful my days,
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And though my spirit oft rebel,
I know He still doth all things welh,
And when I stand before his throne
And all his ways are fully known,
This note in sweetest strains shall swell,
That Jesus hath done all things well.
Samuel Medley.
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1 SO let our lips and lives express
The holy gospel w^e profess,
So let our works and virtues shine,
To prove the doctrine all divine.
2 Thus shall we best proclaim abroad
The honors of our Saviour God,
When his salvation reigns within.
And grace subdues the power of sin.
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Thy conflict and thy victory too.
Be Thou my pattern; make me bear
More of thy gracious image here;
Then God, the Judge, shall own my name
Amongst the followers of the Lamb.
Isaac Watts, 1709.
Our flesh and sense must be denied.
Passion and envy, lust and pride, [love
While justice, temperance, truth and
Our inward piety approve.
Religion bears our spirits up,
While we expect that blessed hope,
The bright appearance of the Lord,
And faith stands leaning on his word.
Isaac Watts, 1709.
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Which unto Thee we send;
To Thee our inmost spirit cries.
To Thee our prayers ascend.
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Shine, Lord, on every heart;
Dispel the darkness of our night
And joy to all impart.
5 Jesus, our love and joy, to Thee,
The Virgin's holy Son,
All might and praise and glory be
While endless ages run.
Bernard of Clairvaux, 1140. Tr. by E. Caswall.
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By Thee the joyful news
Of our salvation came,
The joyful news of sins forgiven.
Of hell subdued and peace with heaven.
5 Jesus, my great High Priest,
Offered his blood and died;
My guilty conscience needs
No sacrifice beside;
His powerful blood did once atone,
And now it pleads before the throne.
My dear and mighty Lord,
My conqueror and my King,
Thy scepter and thy sword.
Thy reigning grace I sing;
Thine is the power; behold, I sit
In willing bonds beneath thy feet.
Isaac W^atts.
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[ COME, every pious heart
That loves the Saviour's name,
Your noblest powers exert
To celebrate his fame;
Tell all above and all below 4
The debt of love to Him you owe.
2 He left his starry crown
And laid his robes aside.
On wings of love came down.
And wept and bled and died;
What He endured, O who can tell, c
To save our souls from death and hell ?
5 From the dark grave He rose,
The mansion of the dead,
And thence his mighty foes
In glorious triumph led;
Up through the sky the conqueror rode,
And reigns on high, the Saviour, God.
From thence He'll quickly come.
His chariot will not stay,
And bear our spirits home
To realms of endless day;
There shall we see his lovely face.
And ever be in his embrace.
Jesus, we ne'er can pay
The debt we owe thy love;
Yet tell us how we may
Our gratitude approve;
Our hearts, our all, to Thee we give;
The gift though small, do Thou receive.
Samuel Steunett, 1787.
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^Vinxit^ ^Caif 0X1*— Longing.
Mozart, Arr. by Lowell Mason, 1836.
I O could I speak the matchless worth, O could I sound the glories forth,Which in my Saviour shine.
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In which all perfect, heavenly dress
My soul shall ever shine.
3 I'd sing the characters He bears
And all the forms of love He wears,
Exalted on his throne ;
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1 MAY we thy precepts, Lord, fulfil.
To do on earth our Father's will,
As angels do above,
To walk in Christ, the living way,
With all thy children, and obey
The law of Christian love.
2 So may we join thy name to bless.
Thy grace adore, thy power confess,
From sin and strife to flee;
425
1 O LOVE divine, how sweet thou art!
When shall I find my willing heart
All taken up by thee ?
I thirst, I faint, I die to prove
The greatness of redeeming love,
The love of Christ to me.
2 God only knows the love of God;
O that it now were shed abroad
In this poor, stony heart!
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I would to everlasting days
Make all his glories known.
Well, the delightful day will come
When my dear Lord will bring me home,
And I shall see his face;
Then with my Saviour, brother, friend,
A blest eternity I'll spend.
Triumphant in his grace.
Samuel Medley, 1789.
One is our calling, one our name.
The end of all our hope the same,
A crown of life with Thee.
3 Spirit of life, of joy and peace.
Unite our hearts, our joy increase.
Thy gracious help supply;
To every soul the blessing give.
In Christian fellowship to live,
In joyful hope to die.
Edward Oslex,
For love I sigh, for love I pine;
This only portion. Lord, be mine.
Be mine this better part.
Only thy love do I require,
Nothing in earth below desire.
But this in heaven above;
Let earth and heaven and all things go.
Give me thy only love to know.
Impart to me thy love.
C. Wesley, 1749.
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2 What holy raptures, Lord, through Thee
Thy suffering saints await,
When raised from death by Thee they stand
At thine own city's gate !
3 What ecstasies will then be theirs
In that blest city. Lord.
When sons to parents will by Thee
Forever be restored !
427
1 THE whole creation groans and waits
Till we who love Thee, Lord,
Shall stand within thy temple gates
And shine, the sons of God.
2 The sons of God, how bright they shine
No mortal eye can see ;
We sinners shall be made divine,
We shall be one with Thee ;
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To live in holy love,
That we together may be joined
In holy bliss above.
5 Members of Christ our bodies are
The Holy Spirit's shrine ;
Then grant us so to use them now,
That they may be like thine.
Christopher Wordsworth.
3 One with the Lord and all his saints,
Thy nature in our own.
Thy crown our rich inheritance,
Heirs to thy royal throne.
4 Thy throne no joy to us would bring,
If we from Thee were riven,
For all our joy is in our King,
And Thou art all our heaven.
Frederick Bukgmuller.
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3 Once safe in thine almighty arms,
Let storms come on amain ;
There danger never, never harms,
There death itself is gain.
4 And when I stand before thy throne
And all thy glory see,
Still be my righteousness alone
To hide myself in Thee.
Edward H. Bickersteth, 1858.
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One family, we dwell in Him,
One Church above, beneath.
Though now divided by the stream,
The narrow stream of death.
One army of the living God,
To his command we bow ;
Part of the host have crossed the flood,
And part are crossing now.
E'en now to their eternal home
Some happy spirits fly,
JERUSALEM.
And we are to the margin come
And soon expect to die.
5 E'en now by faith we join our hands
With those that went before.
And greet the ransomed, blessed bands
Upon th' eternal shore.
6 Lord Jesus, be our constant guide ;
And, when the word is given.
Bid death's cold flood its waves divide
And land us safe in heaven.
C. Wesley.
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2 Jerusalem the city is
Of God, our King, alone ;
The Lamb of God, its light and bliss,
Sits on his glorious throne.
3 O happy harbor of God's saints !
O sweet and pleasant soil !
In thee no sorrow may be found,
No grief, no care, no toil.
4 No dimming clouds o'ershadow thee,
No dull nor darksome night,
But every soul shines as the sun.
For God Himself gives light.
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I love and long to see ;
O that my sorrows had an end,
That I might dwell in thee !
6 Thy walls are made of precious stones,
Thy bulwarks diamond-square ;
Thy gates are made of orient pearl,
O God, if I were there,
7 With cherubim and seraphim.
And holy souls of men.
To sing thy praise, O God of hosts.
Forever and amen !
Francis Baker. 1616. Altered by David Dickson,
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Or lofty hills from their abode
Torn piecemeal by the roaring flood.
5 Let angry waves together rolled
Rage on with fury uncontrolled;
We will not fear, whilst we depend
On God who is our constant friend.
4 A gentler stream, that ever flows
And joy to all around bestows,
The city of the Lord shall fill,
The city where He's worshiped still.
5 GoddwellsinZion, whose strong towers.
Shall mock th' assault of earthly powers ;
And his almighty aid is nigh
To those who on his strength rely.
432
[ O THOU who makest souls to shine 4
With light from lighter worlds above.
And droppest glistening dew divine
On all who seek a Saviour's love,
2 Do Thou thy benediction give 5
On all who teach, on all who learn.
That so thy Church may holier live
And every lajnp more brightly burn.
3 Give those who teach pure hearts and 6
wise, [prayer;
Faith, hope and love, all warmed by
Themselves first training for the skies,
^ They best will raise their people there.
433
1 O GUARDIAN of the Church divine, 3
The sevenfold gifts of grace are thine.
And kindled by thy hidden fires
The soul to highest aims aspires.
2 Thy ministers, O Lord, endue 4
With wisdom, and their zeal renew;
Turn all their weakness into might,
O Thou, the source of life and light.
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Give those who learn the willing ear.
The spirit meek, the guileless mind;
Such gifts will make the lowliest here
Far better than a kingdom find.
O bless the shepherd, bless the sheep,
That guide and guided both be one,
One in the faithful watch they keep,
Until this hurrying life be done.
If thus, good Lord, thy grace be
given,
In Thee to live, in Thee to die,
Before we upward pass to heaven
We taste our immortality.
John M. Neale^
Spirit of truth, on us bestow
The faith in all its power to know,.
That with the saints of ages gone
And those to come we may be one.
Protect thy Church from ev'ry foe.
And peace, the fruit of love, bestow,-.
Convert the world, make all confess
Thy mercy, truth and righteousness.
T. Chamberlairn
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And scattered their legions was
They fled, hke the chaff, from the scourge
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Extolled with the harp and the timbrel
Shout, for the foe is destroyed that en-
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Th' oppressor is vanquished and Zion
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2 I love thy Church, O God;
Her walls before Thee stand,
Dear as the apple of thine eye,
And graven on thy hand.
3 For her my tears shall fall.
For her my prayers ascend.
To her my cares and toils be given,
Till toils and cares shall end.
4 Beyond my highest joy
I prize her heavenly ways,
Her sweet communion, solemn vows.
Her hymns of love and praise.
5 Jesus, Thou friend divine.
Our Saviour and our King,
Thy hand from every snare and foe
Shall great deliv' ranee bring.
6 Sure as thy truth shall last,
To Zion shall be given
The brightest glories earth can yield
And brighter bliss of heaven.
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Let strangers walk around
The city where we dwell,
Compass and view thy holy ground
And mark the building wxll,
The order of thy house,
The worship of thy court,
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The cheerful songs, the solemn vows,
And make a fair report.
How decent and how wise,
How glorious to behold!
Beyond the pomp that charms the eyes
And rites adorned with gold.
The God we worship now
Will guide us till we die,
Will be our God while here below
And ours above the sky.
Isaac Watts.
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2 Let those refuse to sing
That never knew our God;
But favorites of the heavenly King
May speak their joys abroad.
3 The men of grace have found
Glory begun below;
Celestial fruits on earthly ground
From faith and hope may grow.
S. M.
The hill of Zion yields
A thousand sacred sweets
Before we reach the heavenly fields
Or walk the golden streets.
Then let our songs abound,
And every tear be dry; [ground,.
We're marching through Immanuel's-
To fairer worlds on high.
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All this wide world to either pole
Hath not for thee a home.
3 Behold the ark of God!
Behold the open door!
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1 O LORD, refresh thy flock,
Athirst to Thee we cry ;
Thou art the spiritual rock.
Whence we must drink, or die.
2 Preserve us, Lord, from death;
Thou art the Lamb whose blood
Sprinkled on Israel's doors in faith
A token was for good.
O haste to gain that dear abode
And rove, my soul, no more.
4 There safe thou shalt abide.
There sweet shall be thy rest,
And every longing satisfied.
With full salvation blest.
W. A. Muhlenberg.
3 With many a bitter thought
Of cherished sin subdued,
'Tis meet that, drest in pilgrim garb,
We take Thee for our food.
4 Away the signs are cast
And now Thyself we see;
Yet let each sign that cheered the past
Still lift our hearts to Thee.
2J7 Jos. Anstice.
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Elect from every nation,
Yet one o'er all the earth,
Her charter of salvation
One Lord, one faith, one birth;
One holy name she blesses.
Partakes one holy food.
And to one hope she presses,
With every grace endued.
Though with a scornful wonder
Men see her sore opprest.
By schisms rent asunder.
By heresies distrest,
Yet saints their watch are keeping,
Their cry goes up, " How long ? '
And soon the night of weeping
Shall be the morn of song.
442
O BREAD, to pilgrims given,
O food, that angels eat,
O manna, sent from heaven,
For heaven-born natures meet,
Give us for Thee long pining.
To eat till richly filled,
Till earth's delights resigning,-
Our every wish is stilled.
O water, life-bestowing,
From out the Saviour's heart,
A fountain purely flowing,
A fount of love Thou art;
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'Mid toil and tribulation
A-nd tumult of her war.
She waits the consummation
Of peace forevermore;
Till with the vision glorious
Her longing eyes are blest,
And the great Church victorious
Shall be the Church at rest.
Yet she on earth had union
With God the Three in One,
And mystic sweet communion
With those whose rest is won.
O happy ones and holy!
Lord, give us grace that we
Like them, the meek and lowly.
On high may dwell with Thee.
S. J. Stone, 1866
O let us, freely tasting.
Our burning thirst assuage;
Thy sweetness, never wasting,
Avails from age to age.
Jesus, this feast receiving.
We Thee unseen adore.
Thy faithful word believing,
We take, and doubt no more;
Give us. Thou true and loving,
On earth to live in Thee,
Then, death the veil removing.
Thy glorious face to see.
Latin Hymn. Tr. by Ray Palmer, 1858.
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Thine the streams of living waters
Springing from the throne above,
Thither speed thy sons and daughters,
There all thirst they slake in love;
Who can faint while such a river
Ever will their thirst assuage,
Grace which like the Lord, the giver.
Never fails from age to age ?
On their way, around them hovering,
Pillared cloud or fire appear,
For a glory and a covering,
Showins: that the Lord is near;
444
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From their banner thus deriving
Light by night and shade by day,
Bread from heaven, all heart-reviving,
For their daily food have they.
Saviour, we of Zion's city
Members through thy grace became ;
Though the world deride or pity,
We will glory in thy namiC.
Fading is the worldling's pleasure,
All his boasted pomp and show;
Solid joys and lasting treasure
None but Zion's children know.
John Newton, 1779.
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To Thee, my God, I'll tune the grate-
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Thy God the God of mercy still
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And answering island sing
The praises of thy royal name,
And own Thee as their King.
3 Bid the whole earth, responsive now
To the bright world above.
Break forth in sweetest strains of joy
In memory of thy love.
446
1 O GOD of Bethel, by whose hand
Thy people still are fed,
Who through this weary pilgrimage
Hast all our fathers led,
2 Our vows, our prayers, we now present
Before thy throne of grace;
God of our fathers, be the God
Of their succeeding race.
447
1 WHEN from the city of our God
Man wandered far away.
He fell into the tempter's hands.
Was stripped and wounded lay.
2 Christ bound our wounds and poured in
And wine with tender care, [oil
And bore us to an inn, his Church,
And safely lodged us there.
3 He gave us to the host in charge,
And " at that future day
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The air, the earth, the sea.
In unison with all our hearts.
And calls aloud for Thee.
Thine was the cross with all its fruits
Of grace and peace divine;
Be thine the crown of glory now,
The palm of victory thine.
E. Denny»
Through each perplexing path of life
Our wandering footsteps guide;
Give us each day our daily bread,
And raiment fit provide.
O spread thy covering wings around.
Till all our wanderings cease
And at our Father's loved abode
Our souls arrive in peace.
Philip Doddridge, 1737. Michael Bruce, 1781..
When I shall come again," He said,
' * I will thy pains repay. ' '
What beams of grace and mercy. Lord,.
In thine example shine!
O may we give Thee thanks and praise
By showing love like thine.
So may we at that future day.
With joy thy coming see.
And hear that blessing, "What ye did
To mine, ye did to Me."
Christopher Wordsworth..
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Our prayer attend;
Come, and thy people bless,
And give thy word success;
Spirit of holiness,
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Come, holy Comforter,
Thy sacred witness bear
In this s:lad hour:
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THOU, whose almighty word
Chaos and darkness heard,
And took their flight,
Hear us, we humbly pray.
And where the gospel's day
Sheds not its glorious ray
' ' Let there be light. ' '
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And ne'er from us depart,
Spirit of power.
To Thee, great One in Three,
The highest praises be
Hence evermore;
Thy sovereign majesty
May we in glory see,
And to eternity
Love and adore.
Charles Wesley.
Health to the sick in mind,
Sight to the inly blind,
O now to all mankind
" Let there be light."
Spirit of truth and love,
Life-giving, holy Dove,
Speed forth thy flight;
Move o'er the water's face,
Bearing the lamp of grace.
And in earth's darkest place
" Let there be light."
John Marriott, 18x3,
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And nevermore depart,
But watch with godly jealousy
Over my evil heart.
Thus may I pass my days
Of sojourning beneath,
And languish to conclude my race,
And render up my breath ;
In humble love and fear
Thine image to regain.
And see Thee in the clouds appear
And rise with Thee to reign.
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Yet we must wait till He appear,
And pray and pray again.
Though unbelief suggest,
Why should we longer wait;
He bids us never give Him rest,
But be importunate.
'Twas thus the widow poor,
Without support or friend,
452
1 JESUS, I live to Thee,
The loveliest and best;
My life in Thee, thy life in me,
In thy blest love I rest.
2 Jesus, I die to Thee,
Whenever death shall come;
To die in Thee is life to me
In my eternal home.
453
1 TO God, the only wise,
Our Saviour and our King,
Let all the saints below the skies
Their humble praises bring.
2 'Tis his almighty love,
His counsel and his care,
Preserves us safe from sin and death
And every hurtful snare.
3 He will present our souls,
Unblemished and complete.
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Beset the unjust judge's door.
And gained at last her end.
5 And shall not Jesus hear
His chosen when they cry ?
Yes, though He may awhile forbear,
He'll not their suit deny.
6 Then let us earnest be
And never faint in prayer;
He loves our importunity
And makes our cause his care.
3 Whether to live or die,
I know not which is best ;
To live in Thee is bliss to me,
To die is endless rest.
4 Living or dying, Lord,
I ask but to be thine;
My life in Thee, thy life in me,
Makes heaven forever mine.
Rev. Henry Harbaugh
Before the glory of his face
With joys divinely great.
Then all the chosen seed
Shall meet before the throne,
Shall bless the conduct of his grace
And make his wonders known.
To our Redeemer, God,
Wisdom and power belongs.
Immortal crowns of majesty
And never-ending songs.
Isaac Watts, i7o>
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454 LAKE ENON. s. M.
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2 Keen was the trial once,
Bitter the cup of woe,
When martyred saints, baptized in blood,
Christ's sufferings shared below.
3 Bright is their glory now,
Boundless their joy above,
Where on the bosom of their God
They rest in perfect love.
455
Lord, may that grace be ours,
Like them in faith to bear
All that of sorrow, grief or pain
May be our portion here.
Enough, if Thou at last
The word of blessing give,
And let us rest in thine own home,
Where saints and angels live.
Henry W. Baker, 1852.
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He pardons every day.
Almighty to protect our souls
And wise to guide our way.
3 How large his bounties are.
What various stores of good,
Diffused from our Redeemer's hand
' And purchased with his blood!
456
1 A CHARGE to keep I have,
A God to glorify,
A never-dying soul to save
And fit it for the sky.
2 To serve the present age,
My calling to fulfil,
O may it all my powers engage
To do my Master's will.
223
Jesus, our living Head,
We bless thy faithful care.
Our Advocate before the throne
And our forerunner there.
Here fix my roving heart.
Here wait my warmest love.
Till the communion be complete,
In nobler scenes above.
Philip Doddridge.
Arm me with jealous care
As in thy sight to live;
And O thy servant, Lord, prepare
A strict account to give.
Help me to watch and pray
And on Thyself rely.
Assured if I my trust betray
I shall forever die.
C. Wesley.
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On their own works have built,
Their hearts by nature all unclean
And all their actions guilt.
2. Let Jew and Gentile stop their mouths,
Without a murmuring word,
And the whole race of Adam stand
Guilty before the Lord.
459
I O THOU, the Lord and life of those
Who rest their hope in Thee,
Whose love from everlasting woes
Hath set thy people free,
2. Thine agony and death display
The curse our guilt should bear.
Thy resurrection points the way
To bliss that we may share.
4 And Thou, to whom the Father's love
The wedding guests has brought,
Who ever helpest from above
Those whom thy blood has bought,
5 Lord of the feast, our coming bless,
And round our souls entwine
The garment of thy righteousness,
In which thy saints shall shine.
John Ernest Bode, i860.
3 In vain we ask God's righteous law
To justify us now,
Since to convince and to condemn
Is all the law can do.
4 Jesus, how glorious is thy grace!
When in thy name we trust
Our faith receives a righteous;iess
That makes the sinner just.
Isaac Watts, 1709.
To Thee, O Lord, we lift our heart,
Thy mercy we implore;
Help us to choose the better part,
And go, and sin no more.
Help us Thee, Saviour, to confess,
In whom our life we see;
And O may fruits of holiness
Prove that we live to Thee.
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3 Thou, Christ, the great Jehovah art,
The fount of hoUness;
And, God with us, Thou art become
The Lord, our righteousness.
% O wash us with thy blood, and clothe
With thy pure spotless dress;
O hide us in Thyself, and be
The Lord, our righteousness.
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O make us like unto Thyself,
The Lord, our righteousness.
Pour on us plenteous showers of grace,
Increase our fruitfulness,
That we may yield thine own to Thee,
The Lord, our righteousness.
So in thy glorious image raised,
May we thy mercy bless,
And sing for ever praise to Thee,
The Lord, our righteousness.
Christopher Wordsworth.
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2 Thou, then, my soul, in safety rest,
Thy guardian will not sleep;
His watchful care that Israel guards,
Will thee in safety keep.
3 Sheltered beneath th' Almighty' s wings,
Thou shalt securely rest.
Where neither sun nor moon shall thee
By day or night molest.
4 At home, abroad, in peace, in war.
Thy God shall thee defend,
Conduct thee through life's pilgrimage
Safe to thy journey's end.
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Is more than conqueror.
Stand, then, in his great might,
With all his strength endued.
And take to arm you for the fight
The panoply of God;
That, having all things done
And all your conflicts past,
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1 MY soul, be on thy guard.
Ten thousand foes arise;
The hosts of sin are pressing hard
To draw thee from the skies.
2 O watch and fight and pray.
The battle ne'er give o'er;
Renew it boldly every day
And help divine implore.
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You may o'ercome through Christ alone,
And stand entire at last.
From strength to strength go on,
Wrestle and fight and pray.
Tread all the powers of darkness down
And win the well-fought day.
Still let the Spirit cry.
In all his soldiers, " Come,"
Till Christ, the Lord, descends from high
And takes the conquerors home.
Charles Wesley, 1745.
Ne'er think the victory won
Nor once at ease sit down ;
Thine arduous work will not be done
Till thou obtain thy crown.
Fight on, my soul, till death
Shall bring thee to thy God;
He'll take thee at thy parting breath
Up to his blest abode.
George Heath, 1781.
John B. Dykes, 1861.
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Shouldst lead me on ; [now
I loved to choose and see my path; but
Lead Thou me on.
I loved the garish day, and spite of fears
Pride ruled my will. Remember not
past years.
465
HE LEADETH ME. L M.
Will lead me on, [it still
O'er moor and fen, o'er crag and
The night is gone; [torrent till
And with the morn those angel faces
smile, [awhile.
Which I have loved long since and lost
John Henry Newman, 1833,
W. B. Bradbury, 1816— 1868.
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Sometimes where Eden's bowers bloom, Since 'tis my God that leadeth me.—
By waters still, o'er troubled sea, ^nd when my task on earth is done,
St.ll 'tis his hand that leadeth me.^^^ When by thy grace the victory's won
3 Lord. I would clasp thy hand in mine,
Nor ever murmur nor repine,
227
E'en death's cold wave I will not flee.
Since God through Jordan leadeth me.
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J. H. Gilmore, 1861.
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2 Saviour, breathe forgiveness o'er us,
All our weakness Thou dost know;
Thou didst tread this earth before us,
Thou didst feel its keenest woe;
Lone and dreary, faint and weary,
Through the desert Thou didst go.
467
1 SHEPHERD of thine Israel, lead us.
Pilgrims, o'er this barren sand;
Thou who hast from bondage freed us.
Guard us by thine outstretched hand;
Guide thy chosen
Safely to the promised land.
2 Feed us with the heavenly manna,
Fainting, may we feel thy might;
Go before us as our banner.
468
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Spirit of our God, descending,
Fill our hearts with heavenly joy,
Love with every passion blending,
Pleasure that can never cloy;
Thus provided, pardoned, guided,
Nothing can our peace destroy.
James Edmeston, 1820.
Cloud by day and fire by night;
Great Redeemer,
Shine around us. Thou art light.
When we come to death's dark river,
Bid the swelling stream divide ;
Thou who canst our life deliver.
Bear us through the sundered tide;
Praises, praises
Will we sing on Canaan's side.
Josiah Conder. 1856.
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Nor stay in all their course,
Fire ascending seeks the sun,
Both speed them to their source;
So a soul that's born of God,
Pants to view his glorious face,
Upward tends to his abode,
To rest in his embrace.
469
KEEP THOU MY WAY. s. M D.
Cease, ye pilgrims, cease to mourn,
Press onward to the prize;
Soon our Saviour will return
Triumphant in the skies;
Yet a season, and you know
Happy entrance will be given,
All our sorrows left below.
And earth exchanged for heaven.
Robert Seagrave, 1748.
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And every pure design,
For all of good my soul can know,
The glory, Lord, be thine.
Free grace my pardon seals
Through thine atoning blood;
Free grace the full assurance brings
Of peace with Thee, my God.
229
O speak and I will hear.
Command and I obey;
My willing feet with joy shall haste
To run the heavenly way;
Keep Thou my wand' ring heart.
And bid it cease to roam;
O bear me safe o'er death's cold wave
To heaven my blissful home.
Fanny J. Crosby,
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CHRISTMAS. C. M.
G. F. Handel.
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A cloud of witnesses around
Hold thee in full survey ;
Forget the steps already trod
And onward urge thy way.
'Tis God's all-animating voice
That calls thee from on high,
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ALAS ! what hourly dangers rise.
What snares beset my way !
To heaven O let me lift mine eyes
And hourly watch and pray.
How oft my mournful thoughts complain
And melt in flowing tears,
My weak resistance, ah ! how vain,
How strong my foes and fears i
O gracious God, in whom I live,
My feeble efforts aid ;
BROWNELL. l M. 6 lines.
'Tis his own hand presents the prize
To thine aspiring eye.
Blest Saviour, introduced by Thee
Have I my race begun.
And crowned with victory at thy feet
I'll lay my honors down.
Philip Doddridge, 1740.
Help me to watch and pray and strive,
Though trembling and afraid.
4 Increase my faith, increase my hope,
When foes and fears prevail.
And bear my fainting spirit up.
Or soon my strength will fail.
5 O keep me in thy heavenly way,
And bid the tempter flee,
And let me never, never stray
From happiness and Thee. A. Steele.
From Francis Joseph Haydn, 1732— 1809.
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We shall not in the desert stray ;
By thy paternal bounty fed
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We shall not lack in all our way,
As far from danger as from fear.
While thine almighty love is near.
C. Wesley.
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I Jesus, Thou art my rio^iteousness, For all my sins were thine : Thy death hath bought of God my peace, Thy life hath made Him mine.
2 Spotless and just in Thee I am,
I feel my sins forgiven ;
I taste salvation in thy name
And antedate my heaven.
3 Forever here my rest shall be.
Close to thy bleeding side ;
This all my hope and all my plea.
For me the Saviour died.
4 My dying Saviour and my God,
Fountain for guilt and sin, •
474
1 WHY should the children of a King
Go mourning all their days?
Great Comforter, descend and bring
Some tokens of thy grace.
2 Dost Thou not dwell in all thy saints.
And seal them heirs of heaven ?
When wilt Thou banish my complaints
And show my sins forgiven ?
Sprinkle me ever with thy blood
And cleanse and keep me clean.
Wash me, and make me thus thine own,
Wash me, and mine Thou art,
Wash me, but not my feet alone,
My hands, my head, my heart.
The atonement of thy blood apply
Till faith to sight improve,
Till hope in full fruition die
And all mj' soul be love.
Charles Wesley, 1740.
Assure my conscience of her part
In my Redeemer's blood.
And bear thy witness with my heart,
That I am born of God.
Thou art the earnest of his love,
The pledge of joys to come ;
And thy soft wnngs, celestial Dovp,
Will safe convey me home. Isaac Watts.
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Or blush to speak his name? Must I be car-ried to the skies On flow'ry beds of ease,
And sail'd thro' bloody seas?
Are there no foes for me to face ?
Must I not stem the flood ?
Is this vile world a friend to grace,
To help me on to God?
Sure I must fight, if I would reign,
Increase my courage, Lord ;
I'll bear the toil, endure the pain,
Supported by thy word.
231
3 Thy saints in all this glorious war
Shall concjuer, though they die ;
They view the triumph from afar
And seize it with their eye.
When that illustrious day shall rise,
And all thine armies shine
In robes of victory through the skies,
The glory shall be thine.
Isaac Watts, 1723.
476
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2 But we are come to Zion's hill
The city of our God,
Where milder words declare his will
And spread his love abroad.
3 Behold th' innumerable host
Of angels clothed in light,
Behold the spirits of the just,
Whose faith is turned to sight!
4 Behold the bless' d assembly there,
Whose names are writ in heaven.
477
1 JESUS, exalted far on high,
To whom a name is given,
A name surpassing every name
That's known in earth or heaven,
2 Before whose throne shall every knee
Bow down with one accord,
Before whose throne shall every tongue
Confess that Thou art Lord,
3 Jesus, who in the form of God
Didst equal honor claim,
478
1 O FOR a heart to praise my God,
A heart from sin set free,
A heart that's sprinkled with thy blood,
So freely shed for me;
2 A heart resigned, submissive, meek.
My dear Redeemer's throne.
Where only Christ is heard to speak.
Where Jesus reigns alone;
A humble, lowly, contrite heart,
Believing, true and clean.
232
And God, the Judge of all, declare
Their vilest sins forgiven!
The saints on earth and all the dead
But one communion make;
All join in Christ, their living Head,
And of his grace partake.
In such society as this
My weary soul would rest;
The man that dwells where Jesus is
Must be forever blest.
Isaac Watts, 1709.
Yet to redeem our guilty souls.
Didst stoop to death and shame,
O may that mind in us be formed
Which shone so bright in Thee,
A humble, meek and lowly mind.
From pride and envy free.
May we to others stoop, and learn
To emulate thy love;
So shall we bear thine image here
And share thy throne above.
Thomas Cotterill, 1812
Which neither life nor death can part
From Him that dwells within;
A heart in every thought renewed,
And full of love divine,
Perfect and right and pure and good,
A copy. Lord, of thine!
Thy nature, gracious Lord, impart.
Come quickly from above;
Write thy new name upon my heart,
Thy new, best name of love.
Charles Wesley, 1742..
479 PHUVAH.
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O the transporting, rapturous scene.
That rises to my sight.
Sweet fields arrayed in living green,
And rivers of delight !
O'er all those wide extended plains
Shines one eternal day ;
There God, the Son, forever reigns
And scatters night away.
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1 FORTH to the land of promise bound.
Our desert path we tread.
God's fiery pillar for our guide,
His captain at our head.
2 E'en now we faintly trace the hills
And catch their distant blue,
And the bright city's gleaming spires
Rise dimly on our view.
No chilling winds, no poisonous breath
Can reach that healthful shore ;
Sickness and sorrow, pain and death,
Are felt and feared no more.
When shall I reach that happy place
And be forever blest?
When shall I see my Father's face
And in his bosom rest?
Sam'l Stennett, 1737.
Soon, when the desert shall be crossed.
The flood of death passed o'er,
Our pilgrim hosts shall safely land
On Canaan's peaceful shore.
There love shall have its perfect work,
And prayer be lost in praise,
And all the servants of our God
Their endless anthems raise.
Henry Alford, 1827.
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" Lord, thy glory fills the heaven.
Earth is with its fulness stored ;
Unto Thee be glory given,
Holy, holy, holy Lord."
Heaven is still with glory ringing,
Earth takes up the angels' cry,
" Holy, holy, holy," singing,
" Lord of hosts, the Lord most high!
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With his seraph train before Him,
With his holy Church below.
Thus conspire we to adore Him,
Bid we thus our anthem flow :
" Lord, thy glory fills the heaven.
Earth is with its fulness stored ;
Unto Thee be glory given,
Holy, holy, holy Lord."
Richard Mant
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2 Lift your eyes, ye sons of light,
Zion's city is in sight ;
There our endless home shall be,
There our Lord we soon shall see.
3 Fear not, brethren, joyful stand
On the borders of your land ;
Jesus Christ, your Father's Son,
Bids you undismayed go on.
Lord, obediently we go.
Gladly leaving all below ;
Only Thou our leader be,
And we still will follow Thee
Seal our love, our labors end,
Let us to thy bliss ascend.
Let us to thy kingdom come.
Lord, we long to be at home.
John Cennick,
1742.
1 BLESSED are the sons of God ;
They are bought with Jesus' blood,
They are ransomed from the grave,
Life eternal they shall have.
2 They are justified by grace,
They enjoy a solid peace ;
All their sins are washed away.
They shall stand in God's great day.
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JESUS, Lord, we look to Thee,
Let us in thy name agree ;
Show Thyself the Prince of Peace,
Bid all strife forever cease.
Make us of one heart and mind,
Courteous, pitiful and kind,
Lowly, meek, in thought and word.
Altogether like our Lord.
ANQELS
They have fellowship with God,
Through the Mediator's blood ;
One with God, through Jesus one,
Glory is in them begun.
They alone are truly blest ;
Heirs with God, joint heirs with Christ,
They with love and peace are filled,
They are by his Spirit sealed.
Jos. Humphreys. 1743.
3 Let us for each other care,
Each the other's burden bear,
To thy Church the pattern give,
Show how true believers live.
4 Free from anger and from pride
Let us thus in God abide,
All the depths of love express,
All the heights of holiness.
Charles Wesley.
Orlando Gibbons,
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Washed are their robes in Jesus' blood;
More spotless than the purest white
They shine in uncreated light.
3 Brighter than angels, lo, they shine,
Their glories great and all divine;
Tell me their origin, and say
Their order what, and whence came they ?
4 Through tribulation great they came.
They bore the cross and scorned the
Within the living temple blest [shame;
In God they dwell and on Him rest.
CYPRUS. 7s
5 Unknown to mortal ears they sing
The sacred glories of their King;
Tell me the subject of their lays,
And whence their loud exalted praise ?
6 Jesus, the Saviour, is their theme;
They sing the wonders of his name.
To Him ascribing power and grace,
Dominion and eternal praise.
Amen, they cry, to Him alone
Who dares to fill his Father's throne;
They give Him glory, and again
Repeat his praise and say. Amen.
Felix Mendelssohn-Bartholdy, 1809 — 1847.
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Angels shouted at their birth;
Morning stars in chorus sang,
W^hen the world from darkness sprang.
3 W^hen in sin and death we lay,
Thou didst wake us into day;
Thou in human nature born
Wast to us a glorious morn.
4 When Thou didst arise from death,
We were quickened by thy breath ;
487
I HIGH in yonder realms of light.
Dwell the raptured saints above;
Far beyond our feeble sight,
Happy in Immanuel's love.
3. Pilgrims in this vale of tears.
Once they knew, like us below,
Gloomy doubts, distressing fears.
Torturing pain and heavy woe.
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We arose with Thee, our Head,
First-begotten from the dead.
5 Keep us safe from harm and sin.
Foes around us and within;
May we know Thee ever nigh,
Ever walk as in thine eye.
6 Lead us onw^ard. Lord, we pray,
To the pure and perfect day.
Where we may the glory see
Of the blessed Trinity.
Christopher Wordsworth.
But these days of weeping o'er.
Passed this scene of toil and pain,
They shall feel distress no more,
Never, never weep again.
'Mid the chorus of the skies,
'Mid th' angelic lyres above.
Hark, their songs melodious rise.
Songs of praise to Jesus' love.
Thomas Raffles, i8iz
488 LOVE DIVINE.
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B. Woodbury, 1848.
Arr. by H. P. Main.
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2 When shall I see thy smiling face,
Which I thro' faith have often seen ?
Arise, Thou sun of righteousness,
Dispel the clouds that intervene.
3 Thou art the glorious gift of God
To sinners weary and distrest.
The first of all his gifts bestowed
And certain pledge of all the rest.
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1 REDEEMED from guilt, redeemed from
My soul enlarged and dried my tears, [fears,
What can I do, O love divine,
What, to repay such gifts as thine ?
2 What can I do, so poor, so weak.
But from thy hands new blessings seek,
A heart to feel thy mercies more,
A soul to know Thee and adore ?
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Could I but say this gift is mine,
I'd tread the world beneath my feet,
No more at pain or want repine,
Nor envy the rich sinner's state.
This precious jewel let me keep
And lodge it deep within my heart;
At home, abroad, awake, asleep.
It never shall from thence depart.
3 O teach me at thy feet to fall.
And yield Thee up myself, my all,
Before thy saints my debts to own,
And live and die to Thee alone.
4 Thy Spirit, Lord, at large impart,
Expand and raise and fill my heart;
So may I hope my life shall be
Some faint return, O Lord, to Thee.
Henry Francis Lyte, 1834-
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Till dawns the bright illustrious day.
When death itself shall die away.
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And this delightful scene display, [rise,
When all thy saints from death shall
Raptured in bliss beyond the skies.
Rowland Hill, 1796^.
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SiGISMUND NeUKOMM, I778— 1858.
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2 Thy word and holy festival,
Thy Church, we see Thee in them all ;
When manna from the heavens refresh,
Then Jesus feeds us with his flesh.
3 In all the gleams of grace divine
We see thy holy presence shine ;
Beneath the cloud baptized are we,
And Jesus leads us through the sea.
4 No arm can save us from the foe
But thine; no other hope we know;
492
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Is all our trust, Thou Son of God.
5 In all our long and weary way,
Pilgrims of Canaan, lest we stray
Be Thou our guide, thy grace afford
And make us thine in will and word.
6 So may we through life's desert go,
And come where fruits of Eshcol grow,
Gain the rich promise of thy word
And rest forever with the Lord.
C. Wordsworth.
Lowell Mason.
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3 Yes, and I must and will esteem
All things but loss for Jesus' sake;
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And of his righteousness partake.
4 The best obedience of my hands
Dares not appear before thy throne,
But faith can answer thy demands
By pleading what my Lord has done.
Isaac Watt.s. 1709,
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493
Baptism and Confirmation.
MAGDALENE
Conger, i688'.
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2 Since Thou, the everlasting
My Father art become,
Jesus, my guardian and my friend,
And heaven my final home,
3 I welcome all thy sovereign will,
For all that will is love;
494
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And when I know not what Thou dost,
I wait the light above.
4 Thy covenant in darkest gloom
Shall heavenly rays impart,
Which, when mine eyelids close in death,
Shall warm my chilling heart.
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2 Who can paint that lovely city,
City of true peace divine,
Whose pure gates forever open
Each in pearly splendor shine.
Whose abodes of glory clear
Naught defiling cometh near?
3 There no stormy winter rages.
There no scorching summer glows;
But through one perennial springtide
Blooms the lily with the rose;
And the Lamb with purest ray
Scatters round eternal day.
4 There the saints of God, resplendent
As the sun in all his might,
Evermore rejoice together.
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Crowned with diadems of light.
And from peril safe at last
Reckon up their triumphs past.
5 There, in strains harmonious blending,
They their sweetest anthems sing,
And. on harps divinely thrilling.
Glorify their glorious King,
Aided by whose arm of might
They were victors in the fight.
6 Look, O Jesus, on thy soldiers,
Worn and wounded in the fight;
Grant, O grant us rest for ever
In thy beatific sight.
And Thyself our guerdon'be-
Through a long eternity.
Pietro Damiani. Tx. E. Gaswalli
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496
1 LORD, what our ears have heard
Our eyes dehghted trace,
Thy love in long succession shown
To every faithful race.
2 Our children Thou dost claim,
O Lord, our God, as thine;
Ten thousand blessings to thy name
For goodness so divine.
3 Thy cov'nant may they keep,
And bless the happy bands
Wliich closer still engage their hearts
To honor thy commands.
497
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S. M.
4 Thee let the fathers own,
Thee let the sons adore,
Joined to the Lord in solemn vows
To be forgot no more.
5 How great thy mercies, Lord,
How plenteous is thy grace.
Which in the promise of thy love
Includes our rising race!
6 Our offspring, still thy care.
Shall own their fathers' God,
To latest times thy blessings share
And sound thy praise abroad.
H. U. Onderdonfc^
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Their happiness to see!
Our warmest wishes all unite
To lead their souls to Thee.
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This ordinance divine;
Send thy good Spirit from above,
And make these children thine.
J. Fellows.
498 SILOAM. CM.
I. B. Woodbury.
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2 Lo, such the child whose early feet
The paths of peace have trod,
Whose secret heart with influence sweet
Is upward drawn to God.
3 By cool Siloam's shady rill
The lily must decay;
The rose that blooms beneath the hill
Must shortly fade away;
4 And soon, too soon, the wintry hour
Of man's maturer age
499
1 THOU art my portion, O my God;
Soon as I know thy way
My heart makes haste t' obey thy word,
And suffers no delay.
2 I choose the path of heavenly truth
And glory in my choice;
Not all the riches of the earth
Could make me so rejpice.
3 The testimonies of thy grace
I set before mine eyes;
Thence I derive my daily strength
And there my comfort lies.
500
1 SEE Israel's gentle Shepherd stands
With all-engaging charms;
Hark, how He calls the tender lambs
And folds them in his arms.
2 " Permit them to approach," He cries,
" Nor scorn their humble name.
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May shake the soul with sorrow's power
And stormy passion's rage.
O Thou, whose infant feet were found
Within thy Father's shrine, [crowned
Whose years with changeless virtue
Were all alike divine,
Dependent on thy bounteous breath,
We seek thy grace alone.
In childhood, manhood, age and death,
To keep us still thine own.
Reginald Heber.
If once I wander from thy path,
I think upon my ways,
Then turn my feet to thy commands
And trust thy pard'ning grace.
Now I am thine, forever thine,
O save thy servant, Lord;
Thou art my shield, my hiding-place,
My hope is in thy word.
Thou hast inclined this heart of mine
Thy statutes to fulfil.
And thus till mortal life shall end
Would I perform thy will.
Isaac Watts.
For 'twas to bless such souls as these
The Lord of angels came."
We bring them, Lord, in thankful hands,
And yield them up to Thee;
Joyful that we ourselves are thine.
Thine let our offspring be.
Philip Doddridge, 1740
501
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One inward life partake ;
One be our heart, one heavenly hope
In every bosom wake.
3 In prayer, in effort, tears and toils
One wisdom be our guide ;
502 NAVARIN.
III
Taught by one Spirit from above.
In Thee may we abide.
Then, when among the saints in light
Our joyful spirits shine,
Shall anthems of immortal praise,
O Lamb of God, be thine.
S. F. Smith.
C. M
503
Before the cross of Him who died.
Behold, I prostrate fall ;
Let everv sin be crucified,
And Christ be all in all.
Anoint me with thy heavenly grace
And seal me for thine own.
That I may see thy glorious face
And worship near thy throne.
1 WITNESS, ye men and angels, now
Before the Lord we speak ;
To Him we make our solemn vow,
A vow we dare not break,
2 That long as life itself shall last
Ourselves to Christ we yield.
Nor from his cause will we depart.
Or ever quit the field.
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Let every thought and work and word
To Thee be ever given ;
Then life shall be thy service, Lord,
And death the gate of heaven.
All glory to the Father be,
All glorv to the Son,
All glory,'Holy Ghost, to Thee,
While endless ages run.
3 We trust not in our native strength,
But on his grace rely,
That with returning wants the Lord
Will all our need supply.
4 O guide our doubtful feet aright
And keep us in thy ways,
And while we turn our vows to prayers
Turn Thou our prayers to praise.
Benj. Beddome.
504 FOREST. L. M.
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That thy dear sacred name they bear;
Think that the seal of love divine,
The sign of cov'nant grace, they wear.
In all their erring, sinful years
O let them ne'er forgotten be;
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Which made them consecrate to Thee.
And when these lips no more can pray,
These eyescan weep for them no more.
Turn Thou their feet from folly's way,
The wanderers to thy fold restore.
A. B. Hyde.
505
1 THIS child we consecrate to Thee,
O God of grace and purity;
Shield it from sin and threatening
wrong
And let thy love its life prolong.
2 O may thy Spirit gently draw /
Its willing soul to keep thy law;
May virtue, piety and truth
Dawn even with its dawning youth.
We too before thy gracious sight
Once shared the blest baptismal rite,
And would renew its solemn vow
With love and thanks and praises now.
Grant that with true and faithful heart
We still may act the Christian's part,
Cheered by each promise Thou hast
given
And laboring for the prize in heaven.
506
I DEAR Lord, I give my heart to Thee; 4 This weighty sum of life I bring
Its throbs of griefs will never cease, To Calv'ry's gleaming, lofty tree:
Till yearning faith be taught to see Lo, at its foot the load I fling
In Christ the risen Prince of Peace. And to its arms for refuge flee.
My time is flitting day by day; 5
Sad conscience weaves in restless loom
A shroud whose dusky lines portray
The travails of eternal gloom.
The bitter fruits of wasted years, 6
The empty store of worldly gain,
Hope's blighted flowers, rank with tears,
And mem'ry's ashes mixed with pain.
My guilt, the spear that pierced thy side,
My death once swelled thy dying cry;
O cleanse my sins in mercy's tide,
Still ebbing earthward from the sky.
Thine eye doth read the soul's distress,
Whenmourningforthy peace it pleads;
Let thy forgiveness, Jesus, bless.
And fill my spirit's piteous needs.
R. S. Mathews, 1859.
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I Come, ev - er bless - ed Spir - it, come, And make thy serv - ants' hearts thy home;
Enrich that temple's holy shrine
With sevenfold gifts of grace divine;
With wisdom, light and knowledge bless.
Strength, counsel, fear and godliness.
O Trinity in Unity,
One only God in persons Three,
508
LORD I am thine, entirely thine,
Purchased and saved by blood divine;
With full consent thine would I be,
And own thy sovereign right in me.
Here, O my Lord, my soul, my all,
I yield to Thee beyond recall;
Accept thine own, so long withheld,
Accept what I so freely yield.
509
HAPPY DAY. L M
In whom, through whom, by whom we live,
In Thee we praise and glory give.
O grant us so to use thy grace
That we may see thy glorious face,
And ever with the heavenly host
Praise Father, Son and Holy Ghost.
Christopher Wordsworth.
3 Grant one poor sinner more a place
Among the children of thy grace,
A wretched sinner lost to God,
But ransomed by Immanuel's blood.
4 The vow is past beyond repeal,
Now will I set the solemn seal;
Thine would I live, thine would I die.
Be thine through all eternity.
Samuel Davies.
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To Him who merits all my love;
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While to his sacred throne I move.
'Tis done, the great transaction's done.
Deign, gracious Lord, to make me thine;
Help me through grace to follow on,
Glad to confess thy voice divine.
4 Here rest, my oft divided heart.
Fixed on thy God, thy Saviour, rest;
Who with the world would grieve to part,
When called on angel's food to feast?
5 High heaven that hears the solemn vow,
That vow renewed shall daily hear,
Till in life's latest hour I bow
And bless in death a bond so dear.
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Wash and keep us pure from sin.
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God of wisdom, love and might,
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With thy favor loss is gain.
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Bore our sins upon the tree;
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Ray Palmer, 1865.
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Then shall all bondage cease,
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Here would I lay aside each earthly load.
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I have no help but thine; nor do I need
Another arm save thine to lean upon;
It is enough, my Lord, enough indeed; 6 Feast after feast thus comes and passesby.
My strength is in thy might, thy Yet, passing, points to the glad feast
might alone. above,
I have no wisdom, save in Him who is Giving sweet foretaste of the festal joy.
My wisdom and my teacher, both in The Lamb's great bridal feast of bliss
one; and love.
248 Horatius Bonar, 1856.
NowisdomcanI lack while Thou art wise,
Noteachingdol crave save thine alone.
Mine is the sin, but thine the righteous-
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ing blood;
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Thy blood, thy righteousness, O Lord,
my God.
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Lowell Mason.
2 "This is my blood, for sin's remission
shed."
He spake, and passed the wine-stained
chalice round;
So let us drink, and on life's fulness fed 5
With heav'nly joy each quickening
pulse shall bound.
3 The hour is come; with us in peace sit
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Thine own beloved, O love us to the 5
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Veil from our sight the presence of
our friend.
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Lord, [poured;
And drink the holy blood for you out-
Saved by that body and that holy blood.
With souls refreshed we render thanks
to God.
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By his dear cross and blood the vict'ry
won-;
Offered was He for greatest and for least.
Himself the victim and Himself the
Priest.
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Bathed in thy blood our spirits every whit
Are clean, yet cleanse our goings more
and more.
Some will betray Thee; "Master, is it I?"
Leaning upon thy love we ask in fear;
Ourselves mistrusting, earnestly we cry
To Thee, the strong, for strength,
when sin is near.
But round
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In solemn choir we
hymn,
And hear thy voice,
hence.
us fall the evening shadows
pervades our dark-
sing the parting
"Arise, let us go
C. L. Ford.
He, ransomicr from death, and light
from shade.
Now gives his holy grace his saints to
aid; [hunger whole.
With heav'nly bread makes them that
Gives living waters tothethirstingsoul.
Approach ye then with faithful hearts,
sincere,
And take the safeguard of salvation
here;
He that in this world rules his saints and
shields.
To all believers life eternal yields.
7th century, Tr. by John Mason Neale, 1854.
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What love through all his actions ran,
What wondrous words of grace He 5
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"This is my body, broke for sin;
Receive and eat the living food;"
Then took the cup and blessed the wine,
* ' ' Tis the new co v' nant in my blood. ' ' "
For us his flesh with nails was torn,
He bore the scourge, He felt the
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Blood of my Saviour, precious blood;
On these thy gifts, eternal Priest,
Grant Thou my soul in faith to feast.
2 Weary and faint I thirst and pine
For Thee, my bread, for Thee, my wine.
Till strengthened, as Elijah trod,
I journey to the mount of God.
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And justice poured upon his head
Its heavy vengeance in our stead.
"Do this," He cried, "till time shall
end,
In memory of 3^our dying friend;
Meet at my table, and record
The love of your departed Lord."
Jesus, thy feast we celebrate.
We show thy death, we sing thy
name.
Till Thou return and we shall eat
The marriage supper of the Lamb.
Isaac Watts, 1707.
There clad in white, with crown and palm,
At the great supper of the Lamb,
Be mine with all thy saints to rest.
Like him that leaned upon thy breast.
4 Saviour, till then I fain would know
That feast above by this below.
This bread of life, this wondrous food.
Thy body and thy precious blood.
Arthur C. Coxe, 1858.
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Help Thou me my every task
Faithful to fulfil.
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H. K. Oliver, 1800.
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Is Jesus formed and living there ?
■ Say, do his lineaments divine
In thought and word and action shine ?
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ETERNAL King, enthroned above,
Look down in faithfulness and love;
Prepare our hearts to seek thy face.
And grant us thy reviving grace.
Unworthy to approach thy throne,
Our trust is fixed on Christ alone;
In Him thy cov'nant stands secure.
And will from age to age endure.
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Approach thy table, O my Lord ?
O quicken, clothe and feed my soul.
Forgive my sins and make me whole.
3 O let us hear thy pard'ning voice,
And bid our mourning hearts rejoice;
Revive our souls, our faith renew,
Prepare for duties now in view.
4 Make all our spices flow abroad,
A grateful incense to our God;
Let hope and love and joy appear.
And every grace be active here.
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Was not for them the victim slain ?
Are they forbid the children's bread?
O let thy table honored be,
And furnished well with joyful guests ,*^
And may each soul salvation see
That here its sacred pledges tastes.-
Philip Doddridge.
B. Bradbury.
Per. of Biglow & Main.
2 But all the notes which mortals know 4
Are weak and languishing and low;
Far, far above our mortal songs,
The theme demands immortal tongues.
3 Yet while around his board we meet 5
And worship at his glorious feet,
O let our warm affections move
In glad returns of grateful love.
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1 COME, Holy Spirit, calm my mind
And fit me to approach my God;
Remove each vain, each worldly thought ,
And lead me to thy blest abode.
2 Hast Thou imparted to my soul
A living spark of holy fire ?
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Let faith our feeble senses aid
To see thy wondrous love displayed,
Thy broken flesh, thy bleeding veins,
Thy dreadful agonizing pains.
Let humble penitential woe
With painful, pleasing anguish flow,
And thy forgiving smiles impart
Life, hope and joy to every heart.
Anne Steele, 1760..
O kindle now the sacred flame.
Make me to burn with pure desire.
A brighter faith and hope impart
And let me now my Saviour see;
O soothe and cheer my burdened heart
And bid my spirit rest in Thee.
John Stewart.-
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Hath He marks to lead me to Him,
If He be my guide ?
In his feet and hands are wound-prints
And his side.
Is there diadem, as monarch,
That his brow adorns ?
Yea, a crown in very surety,
But of thorns.
If I find Him, if I follow,
What his guerdon here ?
Many a sorrow, many a labor,
Many a tear.
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What hath He at last ?
Sorrow vanquished, labor ended,
Jordan passed.
6 If I ask Him to receive me.
Will He say me nay ?
Not till earth and not till heaven
Pass away.
7 Finding, following, keeping, struggling,
Is He sure to bless ?
Saints, apostles, prophets, martyrs
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Dost light and life impart.
That man may learn to serve Thee
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Our only refuge Thou;
Thy cheering words revive us.
When pressed with grief we bow;
Thou bear'st the trusting spirit
Upon thy loving breast.
And givest all thy ransomed
A sweet, unending rest.
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The cup shall tell the mystery
Until He come.
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With the last advent we unite
The shame, the glory, by this rite
Until He come.
5 O blessed hope! with this elate,
Let not our hearts be desolate,
But strong in faith, in patience wait
Until He come.
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May we rejoicing tread.
4 In self-forgetting love
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Until we join the Church above
And know as we are known.
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3 When we disclose our wants in prayer,
May we our wills resign,
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Thy presence may we feel,
And thus inspired with holy fear
Before thine altar kneel.
2 Here may thy faithful people know 4
The blessings of thy love,
The streams that through the desert flow,
The manna from above.
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1 HERE at thy table. Lord, we meet 3
To feed on food divine ;
Thy body is the bread we eat.
Thy precious blood the wine.
2 He that prepares this rich repast, 4
Himself comes down and dies,
And then invites us thus to feast
Upon the sacrifice.
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1 THE blest memorials of thy grief,
The sufif' rings of thy death.
We come, dear Saviour, to receive, a
But would receive with faith.
2 The tokens sent us to relieve
Our spirits when they droop.
We come, dear Saviour, to receive, r
But would receive with hope.
3 The pledges Thou wast pleased to leave
Our mournful minds to move,
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And not a thought our bosoms share
Which is not wholly thine.
May faith each weak petition fill
And waft it to the skies.
And teach our hearts 'tis goodness still
That grants it or denies.
J. D. Carlyle, 1805..
We come, obedient to thy word, ,
To feast on heavenly food ;
Our meat the body of the Lord,
Our drink his precious blood.
Thus would we all thy words obey,
For we, O God, are thine.
And go rejoicing on our way.
Renewed with strength divine.
Edward Osier, 1836^
Sure, there was never love so free.
Dear Saviour, so divine;
Well Thou may'st claim that heart of me,
Which owes so much to thine.
Yes, Thou shalt surely have my heart.
My soul, my strength, my all;
With Hfe itself I'll freely part.
My Jesus, at thy call.
Samuel Stennett, 1787^
We come, dear Saviour, to receive,
But wouia receive with love.
Here m obedience to thy word
We take the bread and wine,
The utmost we can do, dear Lord,
For all beyond is thine.
Increase our faith and hope and love;
Lord, give us all that's good;
We would thy full salvation prove,
And share thy flesh and blood.
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" To be exalted thus ; "
' Worthy the Lamb," our lips reply,
" For He was slain for us."
3 Jesus is worthy to receive
Honor and power divine ;
And blessings more than we can give
Be, Lord, for ever thine.
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LET us adore th' eternal Word,
'Tis He our souls hath fed ;
Thou art our living stream, O Lord,
And Thou th' immortal bread.
Blest be the Lord that gives his flesh,
To nourish dying men.
And often spreads his table fresh,
Lest we should faint again.
539
ST. JOHN. c. M.
4 Let all that dwell above the sky
And air and earth and seas.
Conspire to lift thy glories high
And speak thine endless praise.
5 The whole creation join in one
To bless the sacred name
Of Him who sits upon the throne
And to adore the Lamb. Isaac Watts.
Our souls shall draw their heavenly breath
Whilst Jesus finds supplies ;
Nor shall our graces sink to death,
For Jesus never dies.
The God of mercy be adored.
Who calls our souls from death,
W^ho saves by his redeeming word
And new-creating breath. Isaac Watts.
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Remember Thee and all thy pains.
And all thy love to me.
Yes, while a breath, a pulse remains.
Will I remember Thee.
And when these failing lips grow dumb
And mind and memory flee.
When Thou shalt in thy kingdom come,
Jesus, remember me.
J. Montgomery.
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Now we seek Thee, here we stay;
Lord, from hence we would not go
Till a blessing Thou bestow.
3 Send some message from thy word
That may joy and peace afford;
Let thy Spirit now impart
Full salvation to each heart.
541
1 HARK, my soul, it is the Lord,
'Tis thy Saviour, hear his word;
Jesus speaks, and speaks to thee,
''Say, poor sinner, lov'st thou me?
2 "I dehvered thee when bound
And when bleeding healed thy wound.
Sought thee wandering, set thee right.
Turned thy. darkness into light.
3 " Can a woman's tender care
Cease towards the child she bare ?
Yes, she may forgetful be,
Yet will I remember thee.
542
THIXE forever, God of love,
Hear us from thy throne above;
Thine forever may we be,
Here and in eternity.
Thine forever, Lord of life.
Shield us through the earthly strife;
Thou the life, the truth, the way.
Guide us to the realms of day.
Thine forever, O how blest
They who find in Thee their rest!
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Comfort those who weep and mourn.
Let the time of joy return;
Those who are cast down lift up,
Make them strong in faith and hope.
Grant that all may seek and find
Thee a God supremely kind;
Heal the sick, the captive free,
Let us all rejoice in Thee.
William Hammond.
4 "Mine is an unchanging love,
Higher than the heights above,
Deeper than the depths beneath,
Free and faithful, strong as death.
5 " Thou shalt see my glory soon,
When the work of grace is done,
Partner of my throne shalt be ;
Say, poor sinner, lov'st thou me ?"
6 Lord, it is my chief complaint
That my love is weak and faint ;
Yet I love Thee and adore,
O for grace to love Thee more.
William Cowper.
Saviour, guardian, heavenly friend,
O defend us to the end.
4 Thine forever, Saviour, keep
These thy frail and trembling sheep .
Safe alone beneath thy care,
Let us all thy goodness share.
5 Thine forever. Thou our guide,
All our wants by Thee supplied,
All our sins by Thee forgiven.
Lead us. Lord, from earth to heaven.
Mary F. Maude,
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Christ and his members one,
We the young children of his love^
And He the first-born Son.
6 We are but several parts
Of the same broken bread;
One body hath its several limbs^
But Jesus is the Head.
7 Let all our powers be joined
His glorious name to raise;
Pleasure and love fill every mind.
And every voice be praise.
Isaac Watts.
The glory not to be expressed,
The joy unspeakable.
4 With high and heavenly bliss
Thou dost our spirits cheer;
Thy house of banqueting is this,
And Thou hast brought us here.
5 Now let our souls be fed
With manna from above,
And over us thy banner spread
Of everlasting love.
2 For food He gives his flesh,
He bids us drink his blood;
Amazing favor, matchless grace
Of our descending God!
3 The sacred elements
Remain mere wine and bread,
But signify and seal the love
Of Christ, our cov'nant Head.
4 This holy bread and wine
Maintains our fainting breath
By union with our living Lord
And interest in his death.
544
1 JESUS, we thus obey
Thy last and kindest word,
And in thine own appointed way
We come to meet Thee, Lord.
2 Thus we remember Thee,
And take this bread and wine
As thine own dying legacy
And our redemption's sign.
3 Thy presence makes the feast;
Now let our spirits feel
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I'd give them all to Thee;
Had I ten thousand tongues, they all
Should join the harmony.
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Enter on their rest above,
'Seems the earth so poor and vast.
All our life -joy overcast,
Hush, be every murmur dumb,
It is only "Till He come."
547
I BREAD of heaven, on Thee we feed,
For thy flesh is meat indeed;
Ever may our souls be fed
With this true and living bread.
Day by day with strength supplied
Through the life of Him that died.
See, the feast of love is spread.
Drink the w4ne and break the bread,
Sweet memorials, till the Lord
Call us round his heavenly board.
Some from earth, from glory some,
Severed only "Till He come."
E. H. Bickersteth.
2 Vine of heaven, thy blood supplies
This blest cup of sacrifice;
Lord, thy wounds our healing give,
To thy cross we look and live;
Jesus, may we ever be
Grafted, rooted, built in Thee.
259 Josiah Conder, 1836.
Ordination and Installation.
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Their various efforts bless ;
On them thy Holy Spirit pour
And crown them with success.
Endow them with a heavenly mind,
Supply their every need;
549
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Make them in spirit meek, resigned,
But bold in word and deed.
In every tempting, trying hour
Uphold them by thy grace.
And guard them by thy mighty power,
Till they shall end their race.
Thomas Morell, i8i8.
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Within thy temple when they stand.
To teach the truth as taught by Thee,
Saviour, like stars in thy right hand
Let all thy Church's pastors be.
Wisdom and zeal and love impart.
Firmness and meekness from above,
To bear thy people in their heart [love;
And love the souls whom Thou dost
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To love and pray and never faint,
By day and night their guard to keep.
To warn the sinner, form the saint.
To feed thy lambs and tend thy sheep.
So, when their work is finished here.
They may in hope their charge resign;
So, when their Master shall appear.
They may with crowns of glory shine.
James Montgomery.
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Their words, and let those words be Hear from their lips the joyful sound;
thine; And light through distant realms be
Teach them immortal souls to gain, spread,
Nor let them labor. Lord, in vain. Till Zion rears her drooping head.
B. Beddome.
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Thy strength divine impart,
And in each dark and trying hour
Cheer Thou their fainting heart.
3 In holy watchfulness and prayer
O keep them near thy side;
May they with loving zeal declare
A Saviour crucified.
4 Great Shepherd of the sheep, draw near.
Thy Spirit now be given, [hear
That they who preach and those who
May sing thy praise in heaven.
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By all the works that I have done,
By all the wonders ye shall do.
3 " Teach all the nations my commands,
I'm with you till the world shall end;
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1 YE Christian heralds, go, proclaim
Salvation through Immanuel's name ;
To distant climes the tidings bear
And plant the Rose of Sharon there.
2 He'll shield you with a wall of fire.
With flaming zeal your breasts inspire,
554 FERGUSON.
S. M.
All power is trusted in my hands,
I can destroy and I defend."
He spake, and light shone round his head,
On a bright cloud to heaven He rode;
They to the farthest nations spread
The grace of their ascended God.
Isaac Watts. 1707.
Bid raging winds their fury cease
And hush the tempest into peace.
And when our labors all are o'er.
Then we shall meet to part no more.
Meet with the blood-bought throng to fall,
And crown our Jesus Lord of all.
B. H. Draper, 1803.
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And trim the golden flame;
Gird up your loins as in his sight,
For awful is his name.
3 Watch, 'tis your Lord's command.
And while we speak He's near;
1 SOW in the morn thy seed.
At eve hold not thy hand;
To doubt and fear give thou no heed,
Broadcast it o'er the land.
2 And duly shall appear
In verdure, beauty, strength.
The tender blade, the stalk, the ear,
And the full corn at length.
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Mark the first signal of his hand
And ready all appear.
O happy servant he.
In such a posture found;
He shall his Lord with rapture see
And be with honor crowned.
Philip Doddridge, 1740.
Thou canst not toil in vain;
Cold, heat, the moist and dry.
Shall foster and mature the grain
For garners in the sky.
Then, when the glorious end.
The day of God, shall come,
The angel reapers shall descend
And heaven sing " harvest-home."
Jas. Montgomery.
556 APOLLOS. S. M. D. Lowell Mason.
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How happy are our ears,
That hear this joyful sound,
Which kings and prophets waited for
And sought, but never found!
How blessed are our eyes.
That see this heavenly light!
Prophets and kings desired it long.
But died without the sight.
557
LORD of the harvest, hear
Thy needy servants cry;
Answer our faith's effectual prayer,
And all our wants supply.
On Thee we humby wait,
Our wants are in thy view;
The harvest truly. Lord, is great,
The laborers are few.
Convert and send forth more
Into thy Church abroad,
And let them speak thy word of power,
As workers with their God.
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The watchmen join their voice
And tuneful notes employ;
Jerusalem breaks forth in songs
And deserts learn the joy.
The Lord makes bare his arm.
Through all the earth abroad;
Let every nation now behold
Their Saviour and their God.
Isaac Watts, 1707.
Give the pure gospel word.
The word of general grace;
Thee let them preach, the common Lord,
The Saviour of our race.
O let them spread thy name.
Their mission fully prove.
Thy universal grace proclaim,
Thy all-redeeming love.
On all mankind forgiven
Empower them still to call.
And tell each creature under heaven
That Thou hast died for all.
Charles Wesley.
Corner-Stone, and Church Consecration.
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Rejoicing this foundation lay.
May be in very deed thine own,
Built on the precious corner-stone.
Endue the creatures with thy grace,
That shall adorn thy dwelling-place
The beauty of the oak and pine,
The gold and silver, they are thine.
To Thee they all pertain, to Thee
The treasures of the earth and sea ;
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And when we bring them to thy throne,
We render, Lord, to Thee thine own.
The architects endue with skill.
The hands that work preserve from ill ;
May all who build this house to Thee
Built in thy heavenly temple be.
Both now and ever. Lord, protect
The temple of thine own elect ;
Be Thou in them and they in Thee,
O ever blessed Trinity.
John M. Neale.
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And dying sinners pray to live,
Hear Thou in heaven, thy dwelling-place,
And when Thou hearest, O forgive.
Here, when thy messengers proclaim -
The blessed gospel of thy Son,
Still by the power of his great name
Be mighty signs and wonders done.
Hosanna to their heavenly King,
When children's voices raise that song,
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Hosanna, let their angels sing.
And heaven with earth the strain prolong.
But will indeed Jehovah deign
Here to abide, no transient guest?
Will here the world's Redeemer reign,
And here the Holy Spirit rest?
That glory never hence depart?
Yet choose not. Lord, this house alone ;
Thy kingdom come to every heart.
In every bosom fix thy throne.
James Montgomery.
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All that dedicated city
Dearly loved by God on high,
In exultant jubilation
Pours perpetual melody,
God the one, and God the trinal,
Singing everlastingly.
To this temple where we call Thee,
Come, O Lord of hosts, to-day.
With thy wonted loving kindness
Hear thy people as they pray,
And thy fullest benediction
Shed within its walls for aye.
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Here vouchsafe to all thy servants
What they supplicate to gain,
Here to have and hold forever
Those good things their prayers obtain,
And hereafter in thy glory
With thy blessed ones to reign.
Laud and honor to the Father,
Laud and honor to the Son,
Laud and honor to the Spirit,
Ever Three and ever One,
Consubstantial, coeternal,
While unending ages run.
Latin Hymn. Tr. by John M. Neale.
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How glorious is thy name;
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Nor shall they suffer shame.
The foolish builders, scribe and priest.
Reject it with disdain;
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Yet on this rock the Church shall rest.
And envy rage in vain.
What though the gates of hell withstood,
Yet must this building rise;
'Tis thine own work, almighty God,
And wondrous in our eyes.
Isaac Watts.
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These hallow' d courts shall ring;
Our voices we will raise,
The Three in One to sing,
And thus proclaim in joyful song
Both loud and long that glorious name.
3 Here, gracious God, do Thou
Forevermore draw nigh,
Accept each faithful vow.
And mark each suppliant sigh;
In copious shower on all who pray
Each holy day thy blessings pour.
4 Here may we gain from heaven
The grace which we implore.
And may that grace once given
Be with us evermore,
Until that day when all the blest
To endless rest are called away.
563 MONKLAND. 7s.
John P. Wilkes.
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2 Let the living here be fed
With thy word, the heavenly bread:
Here in hope of glory blest
May the dead be laid to rest.
3 Here to Thee a temple stand,
While the sea shall gird the land;
564
ST. JOHN'S.
Here reveal thy mercy sure.
While the sun and moon endure.
4 Hallelujah! earth and sky
To the joyful sound reply;
Hallelujah! hence ascend
Prayer and praise till time shall end.
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The peace that dwelleth without end
Serenely by thy side.
jj May erring minds that worship here
Be taught the better way,
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And they who mourn and they who fear
Be strengthened as they pray.
4 May faith grow firm and love grow warm
And pure devotion rise,
While round these hallow' d walls the
Of earth-born passion dies. [storm
W. C. Bryant
267
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Joseph Grigg.
Accept our works and hear our vows,
Unworthy though we be,
And look in mercy on the house
We dedicate to Thee.
Here answer Thou, as Thou art wont,
Thy people when they pray;
Here in the waters of thy font
Let sin be washed away.
Here set thy confirmation's seal
For ghostly strength and good;
Here give thy people, as they kneel,
Their Saviour's flesh and blood.
566
LUTZEN
If after sin they seek thy face
And by thy precepts live,
Hear Thou in heaven, thy dwelling-place.
And when Thou hear'st forgive.
If there be famine in the land
Or pestilence or foe, [hand.
Stretch out from heaven thy strong right
When here thy flock fall low.
Bless those, O Lord, and hear their cry
That raised thy temple here.
That in thy house beyond the sky
With Joy they may appear.
John M. Neale.
NiCKOLAus Hermann.
Enter with all thy glorious train,
Thy Spirit and thy word;
All that the ark did once contain
Could no such grace afford.
Here, mighty God, accept our vows,
Here let thy praise be spread.
Bless the provisions of thy house
And fill thy poor with bread.
268
Here let the Son of David reign.
Let God's anointed shine.
Justice and truth his court maintain
With love and power divine.
Here let Him hold a lasting throne;
And as his kingdom grows
Fresh honors shall adorn his crown
And shame confound his foes.
Isaac Watts;.
567
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Long may they echo in thy praise,
And Thou descending fill the place
With the rich tokens of thy grace.
3 Here may the great Redeemer reign
With all the graces of his train,
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To conquer foes and cheer his friends.
4 And in the last decisive day,
When God the nations shall survey.
May it before the world appear
Thousands were born for glory here.
Philip Doddridge.
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The broad, illimitable sky; And earth and sky a house for Thee
He spread its pavement, green and bright. But in thy sight our offering stands
And curtained it with morning light.
3 The mountains in their places stood;
The sea, the sky and all was good;
And when its first few praises rang,
The morning stars together sang.
A humbler temple, made with hands.
5 We cannot bid the morning star
To sing how bright thy glories are;
But, Lord, if Thou wilt meet us here,
Thy praise shall be the Christian's tea-
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And be this place to worship given,
Like that bright spot where Jacob slept,
The house of God, the gate of heaven.
Here may thine honor dwell; and here,
As incense, let thy children's prayer,
From contrite hearts and lips sincere,
Rise on the still and holy air.
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Here be thy praise devoutly sung,
Here let thy truth beam forth to save.
As when of old thy Spirit hung
On wings of light o'er Jordan's wave.
And when the lips, that with thy name
Are vocal now, to dust shall turn,
On others may devotion's flame
Be kindled here and purely burn.
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To cleanse the sin-defiled;
Here God, the Spirit, with his strengtn
Endows the new-born child.
Here Jesus to his own
His body gives for food, [divine
And stays their thirst with draughts
Of his most precious blood.
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For sick and guilty souls
Sure mercies here abound;
The Judge in tenderness acquits,
Grace heals the deadly wound.
Yea, God, whose throne is heaven,
Deigns here to dwell, and train
The souls that worship Him and strive
His home above to gain.
Isaac Williams, 1844..
571
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So sinks the gale when storms are
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So gently shuts the eye of day.
So dies a wave along the shore.
3 A holy quiet reigns around,
A calm which life nor death destroys.
And naught disturbs that peace pro-
found
Which his unfettered soul enjoys.
572
1 WHY should we start and fear to die ? 3
What timorous worms we mortals
are!
Death is the gate of endless joy,
And yet we dread to enter there.
2 The pains, the groans and dying strife 4
Fright our approaching souls away;
We still shrink back again to life,
Fond of our prison and our clay.
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573
1 THROUGH every age, eternal God,
Thou art our rest, our safe abode;
High was thy throne ere heaven was made
Or earth thy humble footstool laid.
2 But man, weak man, is born to die,
Made up of guilt and vanity;
Thy dreadful sentence, Lord, was just,
" Return, ye sinners, to your dust."
3 A thousand of our years amount
Scarce to a day in thine account,
Where lights
dwell ;
How bright the
appears.
Farewell, inconstant world
and shades alternate
th' unchanging morn
farewell.
Life's labor done, as sinks the clay,
Light from its load the spirit flies.
While heaven and earth combine to say.
How blest the righteous when he dies!
A. L. Barbauld
O if my Lord would come and meet.
My soul should stretch her wings in
haste.
Fly fearless through death's iron gate,
Nor feel the terrors as she passed.
Jesus can make a dying bed
Feel soft as downy pillows are,
While on his breast I lean my head
And breathe my life out sweetly there.
Isaac Watts
Like yesterday's departed light
Or the last watch of ending night.
Death, like an overflowing stream,
Sweeps us away; our life's a dream.
An empty tale, a morning flower
Cut down and withered in an hour.
Teach us. O Lord, how frail is man,
And kindly lengthen out our span.
Till faith and love and piety
Fit us to die and dwell with Thee.
Isaac Watts.
574
REST. L. M.
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To be for such a slumber meet,
With holy confidence to sing
That death hath lost his venomed sting.
3 Asleep in Jesus! peaceful rest,
Whose waking is supremely blest;
No fear, no woe, shall dim that hour
That manifests the Saviour's power.
575
.1 THE God of love will sure indulge
The flowing tear, the heaving sigh,
When righteous persons fall around,
When tender friends and kindred die.
2 Yet not one anxious murmuring thought
Should with our mourning passions
blend;
Nor would our bleeding hearts forget
Th' almighty, ever-living friend.
3 Beneath a numerous train of ills
Our feeble flesh and heart may fail,
576
1 UNVEIL thy bosom, faithful tomb.
Take this new treasure to thy
trust.
And give these sacred relics room
To seek a slumber in the dust.
2 Nor pain nor grief nor anxious fear
Invade thy bounds; no mortal woes
Can reach the peaceful sleeper here.
While angels watch the soft repose.
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4 Asleep in Jesus! O for me
May such a blissful refuge be!
Securely shall my ashes lie.
Waiting the summons from on high.
5 Asleep in Jesus ! far from thee
Thy kindred and their graves may be;
But thine is still a blessed sleep.
From which none ever wakes to weep.
Margaret Mackay, 1832.
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Yet shall our hope in Thee, our God,
O'er every gloomy fear prevail.
Parent and husband, guard and guide,
Thou art each tender name in one ;
On Thee we cast our every care,
And comfort seek from Thee alone.
Our Father, God, to Thee we look.
Our rock, our portion and our friend,
And on thy cov'nant love and truth
Our sinking souls shall still depend.
So Jesus slept; God's dying Son
Passed through the grave and blessed
the bed; [throne
Rest here, blessed saint, till from his
The morning break and pierce the
shade.
Break from his throne, illustrious morn;
Attend, O earth, his sovereign word.
Restore thy trust; a glorious form
Shall then arise to meet the Lord.
Isaac Watts.
577
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GREENWOOD
J. E. SWEETSER.
It is not death to close
The eye long dimmed by tears,
And wake in glorious repose
To spend eternal years.
It is not death to fling
Aside this sinful dust,
578
ST. BRIDES.
And rise on strong exulting wing
To live among the just.
4 Jesus, Thou Prince of life,
Thy chosen cannot die;
Like Thee they conquer in the strife,
To reign with Thee on high.
George W. Bethune, 1847.
Samuel Howard, 1770.
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2 Their bodies in the ground
In silent hope may lie,
Till the last trumpet's joyful sound
Shall call them to the sky.
3 Their ransomed spirits soar
On wings of faith and love
To meet the Saviour they adore
And reign with Him above.
579
THE pity of the Lord
To those that fear his name
Is such as tender parents feel;
He knows our feeble frame.
He knows we are but dust,
Scattered with every breath;
His anger like a rising wind
Can send us swift to death.
979
With us their names shall live
Through long, succeeding years,
Embalmed with all our hearts can give,
Our praises and our tears.
O for the death of those
Who slumber in the Lord,
O be like theirs my last repose.
Like theirs my last reward !
J. Montgomery.
Our days are as the grass
Or like the morning flower;
If one sharp blast sweep o'er the field,
It withers in an hour.
But thy compassions, Lord,
To endless years endure,
And children's children ever find
Thy words of promise sure.
Isaac Watts.
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For hfe is one glad day,
And tears are of those former things
Which all have passed away.
There is no want in heaven;
The Lamb of God supplies
Life's tree of twelve-fold fruitage still,
Life's spring which never dries.
There is no sin in heaven;
Behold that blessed throng,
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All holy is their spotless robe,
All holy is their song.
There is no death in heaven;
For they who gain that shore
Have won their immortality,
And they can die no more.
There is no death in heaven;
But when the Christian dies,
The angels wait his parted soul
And waft it to the skies.
F. W. Knollis.
B. Bradbury.
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and sweet-ly sleep, Low in the ^lOund, low in the ground.
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The storm that sweeps the wintry sky
No more disturbs their deep repose
Than summer evening's latest sigh
That shuts the rose, that shuts the rose.
Then, traveller in the vale of tears.
To realms of everlasting light,
274
Through time's dark wilderness of years
Pursue thy flight, pursue thy flight.
Thy soul, renewed by grace divine
In God's own image, freed from clay
In heaven's eternal sphere shall shine,
A star of day, a star of day.
James Montgomery;
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2 Then why lament departed friends
Or shake at death's alarms ?
Death's but the servant Jesus sends
To call us to his arms.
3 If sin be pardoned we're secure,
Death hath no stinR beside;
4 The graves of all his saints He blessed,
When in the grave He lay;
And rising thence their hopes He raised
To everlasting day.
5 Then joyfully, while life we have,
To Christ, our life, we'll sing;
The law gave sin its strength and power, "Where is thy victory, O grave,
But Christ, our ransom, died. And where, O death, thy sting ?
583 DUNDEE, c. M
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dore, e - ter - nal name, And hum - bly own to Thee
Our wasting lives grow shorter still, 5
As months and days increase;
And every beating pulse we tell
Leaves the small number less.
The year rolls round, and steals away 6
The breath at first it gave;
Whate'er we do, where'er we be.
We' re traveling to the grave.
Dangers stand thick through all the 7
To push us to the tomb, . [ground
And fierce diseases wait around
To hurry mortals home.
275
Great God, on what a slender thread
Hang everlasting things,
Th' eternal state of all the dead
Upon Hfe's feeble strings.
Infinite joy or endless woe
Attends on every breath,
And yet how unconcerned we go
Upon the brink of death !
Waken, O Lord, our drowsy sense
To walk this dangerous road;
And if our souls are hurried hence,
May they be found with God.
Isaac Watts.
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L. Spohr, 1840.
2 The time draws nigh when from the clouds
Christ shall with shouts descend,
And the last trumpet's awful voice
The heavens and earth shall rend.
3 Then they who live shall changed be
And they who sleep shall wake,
The graves shall yield their ancient charge
And earth's foundations shake.
585
CHINA
The saints of God from death set free
With joy shall mount on high,
The heavenly host with praises loud
Shall meet them in the sky.
Together to their Father's house
With joyful hearts they go,
And dwell forever with the Lord
Beyond the reach of woe.
Michael Bruce, i'
Swan.
I Hear what the voice from heav'n pro - claims For
pi - ous dead;
2 They die in Jesus and are bless'd,
How kind their slumbers are!
From suff'rings and from sin released
And freed from every snare.
586
1 MY faith shall triumph o'er the grave
And trample on the tomb;
I know that my Redeemer lives
And on the clouds shall come.
2 I know that He shall soon appear
In power and glory meet.
And death, the last of all his foes.
Lie vanquished at his feet.
3 Then, though the grave my flesh devour
Atid hold me for its prey,
276
Far from this world of toil and strife
They're present with the Lord;
The labors of their mortal life
End in a large reward.
Isaac Watts.
I know my sleeping dust shall rise
On the last judgment-day.
I in my flesh shall see my God,
When He on earth shall stand;
I shall with all his saints ascend
To dwell at his right hand.
Then shall He wipe all tears away
And hush the rising groan.
And pains and sighs and griefs and fears
Shall ever be unknown.
587
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Lord, Thou wouldst no longer leave it; Where it lives may soon be living,
To the sunny heavenly plain And the lovely pastures see
Thou dost now with joy receive it; That its heavenly food are giving;
Clothed in robes of spotless white, Then the gain of death we prove,
Now it dwells with Thee in light. Though Thou take what most we love.
588
CRAIG. 6S&4S
Thos. O'Neill.
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O God, be Thou my stay,
O God, be Thou my stay
In this dark hour;
Kindly each sorrow hear,
Hush every troubled fear,
Then let me still revere,
Still own thy power.
Help me to say to Thee,
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In Thee alone I trust,
In Thee alone I trust,
Thou holy One;
Humbly to Thee I pray
That through each troubled day
Of life I still may say,
*' Thy will be done."
E. M. HaH
589
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When temptation's darts assail us,
When in devious paths we stray,
Let thy goodness never fail us,
Lead us in thy perfect way.
3 In the hour of pain and anguish,
In the hour when death draws near,
590
1 EVERY thing we love and cherish
Hastens onward to the grave ;
Earthly joys and pleasures perish,
Time can nothing, nothing save.
2 All is fading, all is fleeing;
Earthly flames must cease to glow.
Earthly beings cease from being,
Earthly blossoms cease to blow.
59 I BLESSED ARE THE DEAD.
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Suffer not our hearts to languish.
Suffer not our souls to fear.
And when mortal life is ended
Bid us on thy bosom rest,
Till by angel bands attended
We awake among the blest.
Thos. Hastings.
Yet unchanged, while all decayeth,
Jesus lives, the first, the last.
Lean on IVIe alone, He sayeth,
Hope and love and firmly trust.
O abide, abide with Jesus,
Who Himself forever lives,
Who from death eternal frees us
And who life eternal gives.
Thos. Tallis.
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Blessed are the dead, who die in the Lord | from hence- | forth; || yea, saith the
Spirit, that they may rest from their labor-s, | and their | works do | follow them.
Our days on earth are as a shadow and there is | none a- | biding; || we are but
of yesterday; there is but a | step between | us and | death.
Man's days are as grass; as a flower of the field, | so he | flourisheth; || he
appeareth for a little time, then | van-ish- | eth a- | way.
Watch, for ye know not what hour your | Lord doth | come; || be ye also ready,
for in such an hour as ye think not, the | Son of | Man — | cometh.
It is the Lord; let Him do what | seemeth Him | good; |i the Lord gave, and
the Lord hath taken away, and | blessed be the | name of the | Lord.
Blessed are the dead, who die in the Lord | from hence | forth; |1 yea, saith the
•Spirit, that they may rest from their labors, | and their | works do | follow
them.
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gate. - Thee, [free;
So too shall we mortals, or sooner or late; Whose body is dead, but whose spirit is
Then stand we on Christ; let us mark We know that through grace, when our
Him ascend, life here is done,
For his is the glory and life without end. W^e live still in Thee and forever in one.
3 On earth with his own ones, the giver of 5 All glory to Thee, Father, Spirit and Son,
good, [stood, Who Three art in person, in substance
Bestowing his blessing, a little while
Now nothing can part us, nor distance
nor foes.
For lo. He is with us and who can oppose?
593
CHANT.— Beyond the Smiling.
but One,
In whom we have victory over the grave,
Who lovest thy people to pardon and
save.
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Beyond the pulse's fever beating,
I shall be soon.
Beyond the frost-chain and the fever
I shall be soon ;
Beyond the rock-waste and the river,
Beyond the ever and the never,
I shall be soon.
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Thanks for the gift of his only dear Son, 3
Thanks for his goodness life's journey to run.
Thanks for the summer and winter between,
Thanks for the autumn and spring ever green,
Thanks for the air and for winds and for sky.
Thanks for the sun and for stars upon high'
Thanks for the moon and for day and for
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Thank Him for dew and for rain and for light.
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Praise his great name, let the nations adore,
Redeemer and Saviour, God evermore,
Enthroned with the angels, blessed above ;
Praise Him, O earth, for his wonderful love,
Praise Him, ye smallest and greatest of all.
Praise Him, yt kindred that rise from the fall,
Praise Him, ye children of weakness and death.
Praise Him, O praise Him, all ye that have
breath.
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And here our glory stand,
And like a wall of guardian fire
Surround thy favorite land.
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Earth shall confess her maker's hand
And yield a full increase;
Our God will crown his chosen land
With fruitfulness and peace.
3 When shall thy name from shore to shore 5 God, the Redeemer, scatters round
Sound all the earth abroad,
And distant nations know and love
Their Saviour and their God ?
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1 O BLESSED Lord, the earth is thine;
By thy creative hand
The golden harvests crown the year
And deck the fertile land.
2 O blessed Lord, Thou bread of life
That cometh down from heaven.
Supplies of everlasting food
By Thee to man are given.
3 Thy Godhead is the well-spring, Lord,
The pure, exhaustless source
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1 LORD, in thy name thy servants plead,
And Thou hast sworn to hear;
Thine is the harvest, thine the seed,
The fresh and fading year.
2 Our hope, when autumn winds blew wild.
We trusted. Lord, with Thee;
And still, now spring has on us smiled,
We wait on thy decree.
3 The former and the latter rain.
The summer sun and air,
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His choicest favors here,
While the creation's utmost bound
Shall see, adore and fear.
Isaac Watts.
From which they flow through age to
In never-ending course. [age,
In channels formed by Thee they flow
In rivulets of grace.
Refreshing all who wander here
In this world's desert place.
O feed us, weary pilgrims. Lord,
And to thy Zion bring,
To keep a heavenly feast with Thee,
Our Prophet, Priest and King.
C. Wordsworth.
The green ear and the golden grain,
All thine, are ours by prayer;
Thine too by right and ours by grace,
The Spirit's growth unseen, [brace,
The hopes that soothe, the fears that
The love that shines serene.
So grant the precious fruits brought forth
By sun and moon below.
That Thee in thy new heaven and earth
We never may forego. john Kebie, 1857.
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Land of the noble free,
Thy name I love ;
I love thy rocks and rills,
Thy woods and templed hills;
My heart with rapture thrills
Like that above.
3 Let music swell the breeze,
And ring from all the trees
Sweet freedom's song;
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Let rhortal tongues awake,
Let all that breathe partake,
Let rocks their silence break,
The sound prolong.
4 Our fathers' God, to Thee,
Author of liberty,
To Thee we sing ;
Long may our land be bright
With freedom's holy light;
Protect us by thy might,
Great God, our King.
S. F. Smith.
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Thought and feeling, life and limb,
Bless thy Son, who died to save us.
In our glad and joyous hymn,
Bless thy Spirit, who doth make us
Fit to worship as we ought ;
Father, leave not nor forsake us.
Till into thy gamer brought.
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With thy dews and sunshine tend us.
Through life's long and changeful year ;
From the enemy defend us,
Lest the tares of sin appear ;
Let thine eye and hand the keepers
Of our souls for ever be.
Till thine angel harvest reapers
Sheaves of glory bind for Thee.
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Thou didst indeed chastise us;
Yet still thy goodness spares
And still thy mercy tries us.
Once more our Father's hand
Has bid our sorrows flee
And peace rejoice our land;
Lord God, we worship Thee.
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Lord God, we worship Thee
Whose goodness reigneth o'er us,
We praise thy love and power;
In loud and happy chorus
To heaven our song shall soar;
Forever shall it be
Resounding o'er and o'er;
Lord God, we worship Thee.
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To glory in your lot
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The God of harvest praise;
Hands, hearts and voices raise
With sweet accord;
From field to garner throng,
Bearing your sheaves along,
And in your harvest song
Bless ye the Lord.
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I GOD bless our native land!
Firm may she ever stand
Through storm and night;
When the wild tempests rave,
Ruler of winds and wave,
Do Thou our country save
By thy great might.
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For her our prayer shall rise
To God, above the skies,
On Him we wait;
Thou who art ever nigh,
Guarding with watchful eye,
To Thee aloud we cry,
God save the State.
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The God incarnate born.
Whose arm those crimson trophies won
Which now his brow adorn.
Fruit of the mystic rose,
True branch of Jesse's stem,
The root whence mercy ever flows,
The babe of Bethlehem.
Crown Him the Lord of love;
Behold his hands and side,
Those wounds, yet visible above,
In beauty glorified;
No angel in the sky
Can fully bear that sight.
But downward bends his wondering eye
At mysteries so bright.
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Crown Him the Lord of peace.
Whose power a scepter sways
In heaven and earth, that wars may cease
And all be prayer and praise.
His reign shall know no end;
And round his pierced feet
Fair flowers of Paradise extend
Their fragrance ever sweet.
Crown Him the Lord of heaven.
One with the Father known.
And the blest Spirit, through Him given
From yonder triune throne.
All hail. Redeemer, hail.
For Thou hast died for me;
Thy praise and glory shall not fail
Throughout eternity.
Matthew Bridges.
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Ye saints, rejoice before his face.
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When terrors rise and nations faint,
God is the strength of every saint.
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Without our aid He did us make;
We are his flock. He doth us feed.
And for his sheep He doth us take.
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Approach with joy his courts unto;
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1 LET Zion praise the mighty God
And make his honors known abroad,
For sweet the joy our songs to raise
And glorious is the work of praise.
2 Our children live secure and blest.
Our shores have peace, our cities rest;
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Praise, laud and bless his name always^
For it is seemly so to do.
For why ? The Lord our God is good,
His mercy is for ever sure;
His truth at all times firmly stood,
And shall from age to age endure.
John Hopkins or Wm. Kethe, about 1562.
He feeds our sons with finest wheat
And adds his blessings to their meat.
Through all our coasts his laws are
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His gospel through the nation known;
He hath not thus revealed his word
To every land; praise ye the Lord.
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To this fair land the pilgrims trod,
This land we fondly call our own.
3 Here freedom spreads her banner wide,
And casts her soft and hallowed ray ; 5
Here Thou our fathers' steps didst guide
In safety through their dangerous
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We praise Thee that the gospel's light
Through all our land its radiance sheds,
Dispels the shades of error's night
And heavenly blessings round us
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Great God, preserve us in thy fear,
In dangers still our guardian be;
O spread thy truth' s bright precepts here,
Let all the people worship Thee.
Alfred Alexander Woodhull, 1829.
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With fear address the Lord;
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His hands provide our food.
And every blessing give ;
We feed upon his care,
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And in his pastures live.
With cheerful songs declare his ways,
And let his praise inspire your tongues.
Good is the Lord our God,
His truth and mercy sure;
While earth and heaven shall last
His promises endure. [sway
Vv'ith bounteous hand He spreads his
O'er every sea and every land.
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May well thy love declare,
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Protected by thy care ;
For this fair land, for this bright day,
Our thanks we pay, gifts of thy hand.
3 May every mountain height.
Each vale and forest green,
Shine in thy word's pure light,
And its rich fruits be seen;
May every tongue be tuned to praise
And join to raise a grateful song.
4 Earth, hear thy maker's voice.
Thy great Redeemer own;
Believe, obey, rejoice,
And worship Him alone;
Cast down thy pride, thy sin deplore,
And bow before the crucified.
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O may our native land
From all its rending tombs
Send forth a glorious band,
A countless throng, ever to sing, [song.
To heav'n's high King, salvation'."
Francis Scott Key, 183J
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The seed-time and the harvest.
Our life, our health, our food;
Accept the gifts we offer
For all thy love imparts,
And, what Thou most desirest,
Our humble, thankful hearts. — Ref.
He only is the maker
Of all things near and far;
He paints the wayside flower.
He lights the evening star;
The winds and waves obey Him,
By Him the birds are fed;
Much more to us, his children.
He gives our daily bread. — Ref.
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In Zion God is known
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How bright has his salvation shone
Through all her palaces!
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Our eyes have often seen,
How well our God secures the fold
Where his own sheep have been.
In every new distress
We'll to his house repair.
We'll think upon his wondrous grace
And seek deliverance there.
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Wheat and tares together sown,
Unto joy or sorrow grown;
First the blade and then the ear,
Then the full corn shall appear;
Grant, O harvest Lord, that we
Wholesome grain and pure may be.
For the Lord our God shall come
And shall take his harvest home.
From his field shall in that day
All offenses purge away,
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In his garner evermore.
Then, thou Church triumphant, come,.
Raise the song of harvest-home;
All are safely gathered in.
Free from sorrow, free from sin.
There, forever purified,
In God's garner to abide;
Come, ten thousand angels, come.
Raise the glorious harvest-home.
Henry Alford..
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Peace and freedom we enjoy.
3 Here, beneath a virtuous sway,
May we cheerfully obey,
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Never feel oppression's rod.
Ever own and worship God.
4 Hark, the voice of nature sings
Praises to the King of kings;
Let us join the choral song
And the grateful notes prolong.
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From ambition's grasping aim.
From rebellion, war and death.
From the pestilential breath,
From dread famine's awful stroke,
From oppression's galling yoke,
From the judgments of thy hand.
Spare thy people, spare our land.
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Let our rulers ever be
Men that love and honor Thee ;
Let the powers by Thee ordained
Be in righteousness maintained;
In the people's hearts increase
Love of piety and peace ;
Thus united we shall stand
One wide, free and happy land.
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That while heaven and earth endure
Seed-time, harvest, cold and heat
Shall their yearly round complete;
3 For the care which, while we slept,
Watch o'er field and furrow kept,
Watch o'er all the buried grain
Soon to burst to life again.
4 When the reaping angels bring
Tares and wheat before the King,
Jesus, may we gathered be
In the heavenly barn to Thee.
5 Then the angel cry shall sound.
Praise the Lamb, the lost are found;
And the answering song shall be.
Alleluia, praise to Thee,
6 Praise to Thee, the toil is o'er,
Blight and curse shall be no more;
Lo, the mighty work is done.
Glory to the Three in One.
G. Phillimore,
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All the blessings of the fields,
All the stores the garden yields,
Flocks that whiten all the plain.
Yellow sheaves of ripened grain.
Lord, for these our souls shall raise
Grateful vows and solemn praise.
Clouds that drop their fattening dews,
Suns that genial warmth diffuse,
All the plenty summer pours,
Autumn's rich, o'erflowing stores,
Lord, for these our souls shall raise
Grateful vows and solemn praise.
Peace, prosperity and health,
Private bliss and public wealth,
Knowledge with its gladdening streams,
Pure religion's holier beams,
Lord, for these our souls shall raise
Grateful vows and solemn praise.
Anna L. Barbauld, 1772.
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Worlds uncreated to Thee owe their birth;
All the creation, thy voice when it heard,
Started to life and to hght at thy word.
3 Onward the sun and the moon on their march
Span with the rainbow the firmament's arch;
Stars yet unknown, and whose light is to come,
Find in creation their place and a home.
4 Earth with the mountain, the river, the plain.
Sky with the dewdrop, the wind and the rain,
Beast of the forest, wild bird of the air.
All are thy creatures and all are thy care.
5 Ocean the restless and waters that swell.
Lightnings that flash over flood, over fell.
Own Thee the Master almighty, and call
Thee the Creator, the Father of all.
6 Yea, Thou art Father of all, and thy love
Pity for man that is fallen doth move;
Guide us in life and protect to the last.
And at thine advent. Lord, pardon the past.
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Beareth thee upward, on wings like the eagles' sustaining;
Thee to uphold,
Arms of his mercy enfold,
Faithful 'mid all thy complaining.
3 Praise to the Lord, who with honor and blessings hath crowned thee,
Pouring his gifts out of heaven like showers around thee;
Think of it too,
What the Almighty can do,
How by his love He hath bound thee.
4 Praise to the Lord, and let all that is in me adore Him;
All that hath breath sing, with Abraham's children before Him;
He is our light.
Fountain of glory and might.
Come, let us kneel and adore Him.
Joachim Neander. Tr. by Thomas C. Porter.
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LOVING KINDNESS.
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Yet loved me notwithstanding all,
And saved me from my lost estate,
His loving kindness, O how great!
3 Through mighty hosts of cruel foes,
Where earth and hell my way oppose.
He safely leads my soul along.
His loving kindness, O how strong!
4 So when I pass death's gloomy- vale.
And life and mortal powers shall fail,
O ma}' my last expiring breath
His loving kindness sing in death.
5 Then shall I mount and soar away
To the bright world of endless day;
There shall I sing, with sweet surprise,
His loving kindness in the skies.
Samuel Medley, 1787.
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Might I enjoy the meanest place
Within thy house, O God of grace,
Not tents of ease nor thrones of power
Should tempt my feet to leave thy door.
God is our sun. He makes our day;
God is our shield. He guards our way
From all th' assaults of hell and sin.
From foes without and foes within.
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All needful grace will God bestow.
And crown that grace with glory too;
He gives us all things, and witholds
Xo real good from upright souls.
O God, our King, whose sovereign sway
The glorious host of heaven obey.
Display thy grace, exert thy power.
Till all on earth thy name adore.
Isaac Watts.
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LuDWiG VON Beethoven, 1770 — 1827.
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Awake, lift up thyself, my heart
And with the angels bear thy part,
Who all night long unwearied sing
High glory to th' eternal King.
All praise to Thee, who safe hast kept
And hast refreshed me whilst I slept;
Grant, Lord, when I from death shall
I may of endless life partake. [wake,
Lord, I my vows to Thee renew;
Disperse my sins as morning dew,
Guard my first springs of thought and
And with Thyself my spirit fill. [will,.
Direct, control, suggest this day
All I design or do or say;
That all my powers with all their might
In thy sole glory may unite.
Thomas Ken, 1697.
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2 Bless, O my soul, the God of grace.
His favors claim thy highest praise;
Why should the wonders He hath ^
Be lost in silence and forgot ? [wrought
3 'Tis He, my soul, that sent his Son
To die for crimes which thou hast done ;
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1 GIVE thanks to God, He reigns above;
Kind are his thoughts, his name is love;
His mercy ages past have known, 3
And ages long to come shall own.
2 He feeds and clothes us all the way,
He guides our footsteps lest we stray.
He owns the ransom, and forgives
The hourly follies of our lives.
Let every land his power confess,
Let all the earth adore his grace;
My heart and tongue with rapture join
In work and worship so divine.
He guides us with a powerful hand,
And brings us to the heavenly land.
O let the saints with joy record
The truth and goodness of the Lord;
How great his works, how kind his ways 1
Let every tongue pronounce his praise.
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Its own sweet calm in us instil,
A guileless mind, a heart sincere,
Simplicity of word and will.
3 And ever, as the day glides by,
May we the busy senses rein,
Keep guard upon the hand and eye,
Xor let the body suffer stain.
4 Grant us a body pure within,
A wakeful heart, a ready will.
That no dark deed nor cherished sin
The fervor of the soul may chill.
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1 MY God how endless is thy love !
Thy gifts are every evening new;
And morning mercies from above
Gently distil like early dew.
2 Thou spreadstthe curtains of the night,
Great guardian of my sleeping hours;
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1 JESUS, where'er thy people meet,
There they behold thy mercy-seat;
Where'er they seek Thee, Thou
found,
And every place is hallowed ground.
2 For Thou, within no walls confined,
Inhabitest the humble mind;
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5 Fill Thou our souls. Redeemer true.
With thy most pure, celestial ray;
So may we walk in safety through
All the temptations of this day.
6 Upon our fainting souls distil
The grace of thy celestial dew;
Let no fresh snare to sin beguile.
No former sin revive anew.
7 Grant us the grace, for love of Thee,
To scorn all vanities below,
Faith to detect each falsity.
And knowledge Thee alone to know.
Latin Hymn. Tr. by E. CaswalL
Thy sovereign word restores the light
And quickens all my drowsy powers,
I yield my powers to thy command.
To Thee I consecrate my days ;
Perpetual blessings from thy hand
Demand perpetual songs of praise.
Isaac Watts, 1700.
Such ever bring Thee where they
come.
And going take Thee to their home.
Great Shepherd of thy chosen few.
Thy former mercies here renew;
Here to our waiting hearts proclaim
The sweetness of thy saving name.
VVm. Cowper..
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I passed the shades of night.
Serene and safe from every harm,
To see the morning Hght.
3 While numbers spent their nights in
And restless pains and woes, [sighs
In gentle sleep I closed my eyes
And rose from sweet repose.
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1 O GOD, we praise Thee, and confess
That Thou the only Lord
And everlasting Father art,
By all the earth adored.
2 To Thee all angels cry aloud;
To Thee the powers on high,
Both cherubim and seraphim.
Continually do cry:
3 O holy, holy, holy Lord,
Whom heavenly hosts obey,
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LORD, in the morning Thou shalt hear
My voice ascending high ;
To Thee will I direct my prayer,
To Thee lift up mine eye, ^
Up to the hills where Christ is gone.
To plead for all his saints.
Presenting at his Father's throne
Our songs and our complaints. 5
Thou art a God before whose sight
The wicked shall not stand;
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4 O let the same almighty care
Through all this day attend;
From every danger, every snare.
My heedless steps defend.
5 Smile on my minutes as they roll
And guide my future days.
And let thy goodness fill my soul
With gratitude and praise.
The world is with the glory filled
Of thy majestic sway.
4 Th' apostles' glorious company
And prophets crowned with light.
With all the martyrs' noble host,
Thy constant praise recite.
5 The holy Church throughout the world,
O Lord, confesses Thee,
That Thou th' eternal Father art
Of boundless majesty.
Sinners shall ne'er be thy delight.
Nor dwell at thy right hand.
But to thy house I will resort,
To taste thy mercies there;
I will frequent thy holy court
And worship in thy fear.
O may thy Spirit guide my feet
In ways of righteousness,
Make every path of duty straight
And plain before my face.
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O bless the Lord, my soul,
Nor let his mercies lie
Forgotten in unthankfulness,
And without praises die.
'Tis He forgives thy sins,
'Tis He relieves thy pain,
1 COME at the morning hour,
Come, let us kneel and pray;
Prayer is the Christian pilgrim's staff
To walk with God all day.
2 At noon beneath the Rock
Of Ages rest and pray;
Sweet is that shelter from the sun
In weary heat of day.
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'Tis He that heals thy sicknesses,
And makes thee joung again.
He crowns thy life with love.
When ransomed from the grave;
He, who redeemed my soul from hell.
Hath sovereign power to save.
Isaac Watts.
At evening in thy home,
Around its altar, pray,
And finding there the house of God,
W^ith heaven then close the day.
When midnight veils our eyes,
O, it is sweet to say.
I sleep, but my heart waketh. Lord,
With Thee to watch and pray.
James Moii'tgomery, 1853,
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For gentle, holy love,
For strength to do thy will below
As angels do above.
3 We pray for simple faith.
For hope that never faints.
For true communion evermore
With all thy blessed saints.
On friends around us here
O let thy blessing fall;
W' e pray for grace to love them
But Thee bevond them all.
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O joy to live for Thee!
O joy in Thee to die!
O very joy of joys to see
Thy face eternally!
Henry W. Baker, 1852.
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My thirsty fainting soul
Thy mercy doth implore;
Not travelers in desert lands
Can pant for water more.
For life without thy love
No relish can afford;
No joy can be compared to this,
To serve and please the Lord.
WE lift our hearts to Thee,
Thou day-star from on high;
The sun itself is but thy shade,
Yet cheers both earth and sky.
O let thy rising beams
Dispel the shades of night.
And let the glories of thy love
Come like the morning light.
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In wakeful hours at night
I call my God to mind;
I think how wise thy counsels are
And all thy dealings kind.
Since Thou hast been my help,
To Thee my spirit flies;
And on thy watchful providence
My cheerful hope relies.
Isaac Watts
3 How beauteous nature now,
How dark and sad before!
With joy we view the pleasing change
And nature's God adore.
4 May we this life improve,
To mourn for errors past,
And live this short revolving day
As if it were our last.
J. Wesley.
A. Chopin.
I lay my garments by.
Upon my bed to rest;
So death will soon remove me hence
And leave my soul undressed.
Lord, keep me safe this night,
Secure from all my fears;
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May angels guard me while I sleep,
Till morning light appears.
And when my days are past
And I from time remove.
Lord, may I in thy bosom rest,
The bosom of thy love.
J. Leland.
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Through the dear Redeemer's name,
Show thy reconciled face,
Take away our sin and shame ;
From our worldly cares set free.
May we rest this day in Thee.
3 Here we come thy name to praise,
May we feel thy presence near;
May thy glory meet our eyes,
While we in thy house appear;
Here afford us. Lord, a taste
Of our everlasting feast.
4 May thy gospel's joyful sound
Conquer sinners, comfort saints.
Make the fruits of grace abound.
Bring relief for all complaints;
Thus may all our Sabbaths prove,
Till we join the Church above.
John Newton, 1779.
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For from Thee come all things good; When we seek our beds at night,
Strength unto our souls afford
From thy living bread, O Lord.
3 Be our guard in sin and strife.
Be the leader of our life;
Lest like sheep we stray abroad,
Stay our wayward feet, O Lord,
4 Quickened by the Spirit's grace
All thy holy will to trace.
While we daily search thy word.
Wisdom true impart, O Lord.
Thou, by sleepless hosts adored,
Hear the prayer of faith, O Lord.
6 When the hours are dark and drear,
When the tempter lurketh near,
Be thy strength' ning grace outpoured,.
Save the tempted ones, O Lord.
7 Praise we with the heavenly host
Father, Son and Holy Ghost;
Thee would we with one accord
Praise and magnify, O Lord.
King Alfred, 900. Tr. by Earl Nelson, 1864^
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Thee we pra3^ too, hoi)' Father,
Fount of Hfe and source of g^race,
By the cleansing of thy Spirit
Taint of sin from us efface;
In each strong resolve be with us
And the tempter's rage subdue;
Turn to good each sad misfortune,
Be our guide in all we do.
Rule our inmost thought and action
Grant us heavenly purity,
Faith that glows with holy fervor,
Incorrupt simplicity;
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Feed us with the bread from heaven,
And that drink that cannot cloy,
Comfort us in all our weakness
With the Spirit's holy joy.
Thus shall speed the day in gladness,
Modesty like dawn shall glow,
Faith shall shine as light at noonday,
And the soul no night shall know.
Praise and glory to the Father,
Praise and glory to the Son,
Praise and glory to the Spirit,
Ever Three and ever One.
Ambrose, 340—397. Tr. by W. S. Copeland.
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Then, from sin and sorrow free.
Take me, Lord, to dwell with Thee;
Thou, who sinless yet hast known
All of man's infirmity,
Then, from thine eternal throne,
Jesus, look with pitying eye.
George W. Doane, 1824.
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The ill that I this day have done.
That with the world, myself and Thee
I ere I sleep at peace may be.
Teach me to live, that I may dread
The grave as little as my bed.
To die, that this vile body may
Rise glorious at the awful day.
O may my soul on Thee repose.
And may sweet sleep mine eyelids close,
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Sleep that shall me more vigorous make
To serve my God when I awake.
When in the night I sleepless lie.
My soul with heavenly thoughts supply;
Let no ill dreams disturb my rest.
No power of darkness me molest.
O when shall I in endless day
For ever chase dark sleep away.
And praise with the angelic choir
Incessant sing and never tire ?
Thomas Ken, 1697.
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2 Oft from thy royal road we part.
Lost in the mazes of the heart;
Our lamps put out, our course forgot.
We seek for God and find Him not.
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4 Through day and darkness, Saviour
Abide with us more nearly near, [dear,
Till on thy face we lift our eyes,
The sun of God's own Paradise.
What sudden sunbeams cheer our sight ! 5
What dawning risen upon the night!
Thou giv'st Thyself to us, and we
Find guide and path and all in Thee.
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Praise God, our maker and our friend.
Praise Him through time, till time shall
Till psalm and song his name adore [end,
Through heaven's great day of evermore.
Francis T. Palgrave.
^43 ST. VINCENT. L M.
Theo. Neukomm.
2 That sleep may wearied limbs restore,
And fit for toil and use once more,
May gently soothe the careworn breast,
And lull our anxious griefs to rest,
3 We thank Thee for the day that's gone;
We pray Thee, now the night comes on,
O help us sinners as we raise
To Thee our votive hymn of praise.
644
1 GREAT God, to Thee my ev'ning song
With humble gratitude I raise ;
O let thy mercy tune my tongue,
And fill my heart with Hvely praise.
2 My days, unclouded as they pass,
And every gently rolling hour,
Are monuments of wondrous grace
And witness to thy love and power.
3 And yet this thoughtless, wretched heart,
Too oft regardless of thy love,
645
1 THINE earthly Sabbaths, Lord, we love,
But there's a nobler rest above;
To that our longing souls aspire.
With cheerful hope and strong desire.
2 No more fatigue, no more distress,
Nor sin nor hell shall reach the place;
No groans to mingle with the songs
Which warble from immortal tongues.
To Thee our hearts their music bring,
To Thee our lips in concord sing.
To Thee our rapt affections soar.
And Thee our chastened ^ouls adore.
Lord, when the parting beams of day
In evening's shadows fade away.
Let faith no wildering darkness know,
But night with faith's own splendor glow.
J. D. Chambers.
Ungrateful can from Thee depart,
And fond of trifles vainly rove.
Seal my forgiveness in the blood
Of Jesus; his dear name alone
I plead for pardon, gracious God,
And find acceptance at thy throne.
Let this blest hope mine eyelids close,
With sleep refresh my feeble frame;
Safe in thy care may I repose.
And wake with praises to thy name.
Anne Steele.
No rude alarms of raging foes,
No cares to break the long repose.
No midnight shade, no clouded sun,
But sacred, high, eternal noon.
O long expected day, begin.
Dawn on these realms of woe and sin;
Fain would we leave this weary road,
And sleep in death, to rest with God.
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646 HEBRON. L M
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And I perhaps am near my home ;
But He forgives my follies past
And gives me strength for days to
come.
3 I lay my body down to sleep;
Peace is the pillow for my head,
While well-appointed angels keep
Their watchful stations round my bed.
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Faith in his name forbids my fear,
O may thy presence ne'er depart,
And in the morning make me hear
The love and kindness of thy heart.
Thus, when the night of death shall
come,
My flesh shall rest beneath the ground,
And wait thy voice to rouse my tomb,
With sweet salvation in the sound.
Isaac Watts, 1709.
C. H. Graun, 1720.
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Oppressed witii various ills, draw
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What if thy form we cannot see ?
We know and feel that Thou art here.
And none, O Lord, have perfect rest.
For none are wholly free from sin ;
And they who fain would love Thee
best
Are conscious most of wrong within.
3 O Saviour, Christ, our woes dispel; 6
For some are sick and some are sad,
And some have never loved Thee well,
And some have lost the love they had.
4 And some have found the world is vain.
Yet from the world they break not
free; [pain, 7
And some have friends who give them
Yet have not sought a friend in
Thee.
O Saviour, Christ, Thou too art man,
Thou hast been troubled, tempted^
tried;
Thy kind but searching glance can scan
The very wounds that shame would
hide.
Thy touch has still its ancient power.
No word from Thee can fruitless fall;
Hear in this solemn evening hour
And in thy mercy heal us all.
H. Twells.
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My wearied eyelids gently steep,
Be my last thought, how sweet to rest
Forever on my Saviour's breast.
3 Abide with me from morn to eve.
For without Thee I cannot live ;
Abide with me when night is nigh,
For without Thee I dare not die.
4 If some poor wand' ring child of thine
Have .spurned to-day the voice divine,
Now, Lord, the gracious work begin,
Let him no more lie down in sin.
5 Watch by the sick; enrich the poor
With blessings from thy boundless store ;
Be every mourner's sleep to-night
Like infant's slumbers, pure and light.
6 Come near and bless us when we wake,
Ere through the world our way we take,
Till in the ocean of thy love
We lose ourselves in heaven above.
■^.ohn Keble, i82>
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2 Nearer my Father's house,
Where many mansions be,
Nearer to-day the great white throne,
Nearer the crystal sea,
3 Nearer the bound of Hfe,
Where burdens are laid down.
Nearer to leave the heavy cross,
Nearer to gain the crown.
4 But, lying dark between.
Winding down through the night.
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There rolls the deep and unknown
That leads at last to light. [ stream
5 E'en now, perchance, my feet
Are slipping on the brink,
And I to-day am nearer home,
Nearer than now I think.
6 Father, perfect my trust,
Strengthen my power of faith.
Nor let me stand at last alone
Upon the shore of death.
T. V. Weisenthal.
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Hear, for Christ's sake, who is Saviour of all; *
Feeble and fainting we trust in thy might.
In doubting and darkness thy love be our light;
Let us sleep on thy breast while the night taper burns,
Wake in thine arms when morning returns. — Ref.
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2 Fair, distant land! could mortal eyes 4 O may the heavenly prospect fire
But half its charms explore, Our hearts with ardent love,
How would our spirits long to rise. Till wings of faith and strong desire
And dwell on earth no more! Bear every thought above.
3 No cloud those blissful regions know,
Realms ever bright and fair.
For sin, the source of mortal woe,
Can never e^ter there.
5 Prepare us, Lord, by grace divine
For thy bright courts on high,
Then bid our spirits rise and join
The chorus of the sky.
Anne Steele.
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The penitential tear,
And all his promises to plead
Where none but God is near.
3 I love to think on mercies past.
And future good implore,
And all my cares and sorrows cast
On Him wjiom I adore.
4 I love by faith to take a view
Of brighter scenes in heaven ;
The prospect doth my strength renew,
While here by tempests driven.
5 Thus when life's toilsome day is o'er,
May its departing ray
Be calm as this impressive hour
And lead to endless day.
p. H. Brown.
653
I LIFT up to God the voice of praise, 3 Lift up to God the voice of praise
Whose breath our souls inspired; From whom salvation flows,
Loud and more loud the anthems raise, Who sent his Son our souls to save
With grateful ardor fired. From everlasting woes.
Lift up to God the voice of praise.
Whose goodness, passing thought,
Loads every moment as it flies
With benefits unsought.
654
I NOW from the altar of our hearts
Let flames of love arise;
Assist us, Lord, to offer up
Our evening sacrifice.
.2 Minutes and mercies multiplied
Have made up all this day;
Minutes came quick, but mercies were
More fleet, more free than they.
Lift up to God the voice of praise,
For hope's transporting ray, [death
Which lights through darkest shades of
To realms of endless day.
Ralph Wardlaw, 1803.
3 New time, new favors and new joys
Do a new sOng require;
Till we shall praise thee as we would,
Accept our heart's desire.
4 Lord of our time, whose hand hath set
New time upon the score,
Thee may we praise for all our time,
When time shall be no more.
, J. Mason, 1683
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655 THE ROSEATE HUES, c M. D
Frederick A. J. Hervey.
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The highest hopes we cherish here,
How fast they tire and faint,
How many a spot defiles the robe
That wraps an earthly saint!
O for a heart that never sins,
O for a soul washed white,
O for a voice to praise our King,
Nor weary day nor night!
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Here faith is ours and heavenly hope.
And grace to lead us higher;
But there are perfectness and peace
Beyond our best desire.
O by thy love and anguish. Lord,
And by thy life laid down.
Grant that we fall not from thy grace.
Nor cast away our crown.
Cecil Frances Alexander, 1853,
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Joys which earth cannot afford.
J. Newton.
657
I PRAISE the Lord, ye heavens, adore 3 Praise the Lord, for He is glorious,
Praise Him, angels in the height; [Him; Never shall his promise fail;
Sun and moon, rejoice before Him; God hath made his saints victorious.
Praise Him, all ye stars of light. Sin and death shall not prevail.
2 Praise the Lord, for He hath spoken.
Worlds his mighty voice obeyed;
Laws which never shall be broken.
For their guidance He hath made.
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4 Praise the God of our salvation,
Hosts on high, his power proclaim;
Heaven and earth and all creation
Laud and magnify his name.
Richard Mant.
Edward Harwood, 1760.
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2 If Thou, in thy great love to us,
Wilt scatter joy and beauty thus
O'er this poor earth of ours,
What nobler glories shall be given
Hereafter in thy shining heaven,
Set round with golden towers!
3 What thrilling joy, when on our sight
Christ's garden beams in cloudless
light
Where all the air is sweet,
Still laden with th' unwearied hymn
From all the thousand seraphim
Who God's high praise repeat!
O were I there! O that I now
Before thy throne, my God, could bow,
And bear my heavenly palm !
Then, like the angels, would I raise
My voice, and sing thine endless
praise
In many a sweet-toned psalm.
Tr. bv Catharine Winkworth.
I Sav - iour, breathe an eve-ning bless - ing, Ere re - pose our spir - its seal;
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Though the arrow near us fly,
Angel guards from Thee surround us,
We are safe if Thou art nigh.
3 Though the night be dark and dreary,
Darkness cannot hide from Thee;
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Watchest where thy people be.
4 Should swift death this night o'ertake us
And our couch become our tomb.
May the morn in heaven awake us,
Clad in light and deathless bloom.
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The sorrows of thy servants, Lord,
O do not Thou despise,
But let the incense of our prayers
Before thy mercy rise;
The brightness of the coming night
Upon the darkness rolls;
With hopes of future glory chase
The shadows on our souls.
Slowly the rays of daylight fade;
So fade within our heart
The hopes in earthy love and joy
That one by one depart ;
Slowly the bright stars, one by one,
Within the heavens shine ;
Give us, O Lord, fresh hopes in heaven
And trust in things divine.
Let peace, O Lord, thy peace, O God,
Upon our souls descend,
From midnight fears and perils Thou
Our trembling hearts defend;
Give us a respite from our toil.
Calm and subdue our woes;
Through the long day we suffer. Lord,
O give us now repose.
Adelaide Proctoi
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George F. Root.
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While Jordan rolled between;
But timorous mortals start, and shrink
To cross this narrow sea,
And Hnger, shivering on the brink,
And fear to launch away.
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These gloomy doubts that rise,
And see the Canaan that we love
With unbeclouded eyes,
Could we but climb where Moses stood,
And view the landscape o'er, [flood
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ShouW fright us from the shore.
Isaac Watts, 1709.
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Our wishes all above, The happy souls above,
Each can his brother's failings hide, And he's an heir of heaven who finds
And show a brother's love. His bosom glow with love.
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men; High as the heavens our voices raise,
And when like wandering sheep we And earth with her ten thousand tongues
strayed, Shall fill thy courts with sounding
He brought us to his fold again. praise.
3 We are his people, we his care.
Our souls and all our mortal frame;
What lasting honors shall we rear.
Almighty maker, to thy name ?
664
I PRAISE ye the Lord; all nature join
In work and worship so divine;
Let heaven and earth unite, and raise
High hallelujahs to his praise.
Wide as the world is thy command,
Vast as eternity thy love;
Firm as a rock thy truth shall stand.
When rolling years shall cease to
move.
Isaac Watts.
As instruments well tuned and strung,
We'll praise the Lord with heart and
tongue;
While life remains we'll loud proclaim
High hallelujahs to his name.
2 While realms of joy and worlds around 4 Beyond the grave, in nobler strains.
Their hallelujahs high resound,
Let saints below and saints above
Exulting sing redeeming love.
When freed from sorrow, sin and pains,
Eternally the Church will raise
High hallelujahs to his praise.
Isaac Watts.
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The filial homage of my heart ;
And both alike are understood
By Thee, Thou parent of all good,
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1 JESUS, the spring of joys divine, 3
Whence all our hopes and comforts
flow,
Jesus, no other name but thine
Can save us from eternal woe.
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2 In vain would boasting reason find
The way to happiness and God;
Her weak directions leave the mind
Bewildered in a dubious road.
667 RETREAT. L. M.
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Whose care for me no tongue can tell,
Who loves my loudest praise to hear
And loves to bless my voiceless prayer.
Greek Hymn..
No Other name will heaven approve;
Thou art the true, the living way.
Ordained by everlasting love
To the bright realms of endless day.
Safe lead us through this world of
night
And bring us to the blissful plains.
The regions of unclouded light,
Where perfect joy forever reigns.
Thos. Hastings.
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The oil of gladness on our heads,
A place than all besides more sweet,
It is the blood-bought mercy-seat.
4 There, there, on eagle wings we soar.
And sense and sin molest no more.
And heaven comes down our souls to-
greet,
And glory crowns the mercy-seat.
3 There is a scene where spirits blend,
Where friend holds fellowship with 5 O let my hand forget her skill,
friend; My tongue be silent, cold and still,
Though sundered far, by faith they meet This throbbing heart forget to beat,
Around one common mercy-seat. If I forget the mercy-seat.
Hugh Stowell.
668
I FROM all that dwell below the skies
Let the Creator's praise arise;
Let the Redeemer's name be sung
Through every land, by every tongue.
669
BOWEN. L M.
2 Eternal are thy mercies. Lord,
Eternal truth attends thy word; [shore,
Thy praise shall sound from shore to
Till suns shall rise and set no more.
Isaac Watts.
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How surely kept, how richly fed!
Saviour of all in earth and sea,
How happy they who rest in Thee!
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4 The year is with thy goodness crowned,
Thy clouds drop wealth the world around ;
Through Thee the deserts laugh and sing
And nature smiles and owns her King.
3 Thy hand sets fast the mighty hills,
Thy voice the troubled ocean stills;
Evening and morning hymn thy praise
And earth thy bounty wide displays.
5 Lord, on our souls thy Spirit pour,
The moral waste within restore;
O let thy love our springtide be
And makes us all bear fruit to Thee.
H. F. Lyte, 1834.
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670 SILVER STREET, s M.
I. Smith, 1770— 1800.
2 He formed the deeps unknown,
He gave the seas their bound;
The watery worlds are all his own
And all the solid ground.
,3 Come, worship at his throne,
Come, bow before the Lord;
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1 WELCOME, sweet day of rest,
That saw the Lord arise,
Welcome to this reviving breast
And these rejoicing eyes.
2 The King Himself comes near
And feasts his saints to-day;
Here may we sit and see Him here
And love and praise and pray.
672 ALEXANDER
S. M.
W^e are his work and not our own.
He formed us by his word.
To-day attend his voice.
Nor dare provoke his rod;
Come, like the people of his choice,
And own your gracious God.
James Montgomery, 1825.
3 One day amidst the place
Where my great God hath been
Is sweeter than ten thousand days
Of pleasurable sin.
4 My willing soul would stay
In such a frame as this.
And sing, and bear herself away
To everlasting bliss.
Wm. Brown, 1831.
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And sheds his love
Not the fair palaces
To which the great resort
Are once to be compared with this,
Where Jesus holds his court.
Here on the mercy-seat,
With radiant glory crowned, •
Our joyful eyes behold Him sit,
And smile on all around.
To Him their prayers and cries
Each humble soul presents;
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He listens to their broken sighs
And grants them all their wants.
To them his sovereign will
He graciously imparts,
And in return accepts with smiles
The tribute of their hearts.
Give me, O Lord, a place
Within thy blest abode.
Among the children of thy grace.
The servants of my God.
S. Stennett, 1787.
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Thy presence now display;
We bow within thy house of prayer,
O give us hearts to pray.
The clouds which veil Thee from our sight
In pity, Lord, remove;
Dispose our minds to hear aright
The message of thv love.
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The feeling heart, the melting eye,
The humble mind, bestow;
And shine upon us from on high,
To make our graces grow.
Show us some token of thy love,
Our fainting hopes to raise;
And pour thy^ blessing from above,
To aid our feeble praise.
John Newton,
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It makes the wounded spirit whole
And calms the troubled breast;
'Tis manna to the hungry soul
And to the weary rest.
Dear name, the rock on which I build.
My shield and hiding-place.
My never-failing treasury, filled
With boundless stores of grace.
675
HOLY and reverend is the name
Of our eternal King;
" Thrice holy Lord," the angels cry,
" Thrice holy," let us sing.
The deepest reverence of the mind,
Pay, O my soul, to God;
Lift with thy hands a holy heart
To his sublime abode.
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4 Jesus, my Shepherd, husband, friend,
My Prophet, Priest and King;
M)' Lord, my life, my way, my end.
Accept the praise I bring.
5 Weak is the effort of my heart
And cold my warmest thought;
But when I see Thee as Thou art,
I'll praise Thee as I ought.
John Newton. 1779.
3 With sacred awe pronounce his name,
Whom words nor thoughts can reach;
A broken heart shall please Him more
Than noblest forms of speech.
4 Thou holy God. preserve our souls
From all pollution free;
The pure in heart are thy delight
And they thy face shall see.
J. Needham, 1763.
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Dry up your mournful tears,
Swell the glad theme ;
To Christ, our gracious King,
Strike each melodious string,
Join heart and voice to sing,
' ' Worthy the Lamb. ' '
677
JESUS, thy name I love
All other names above,
Jesus, my Lord;
O Thou art all to me,
Nothing to please I see,
Nothing apart from Thee,
Jesus, my Lord.
Thou, blessed Son of God,
Hast bought me with thy blood,
Jesus, my Lord;
O how great is thy love.
All other loves above.
Love that I daily prove,
Jesus, my Lord.
678
1 PRAISE ye Jehovah's name,
Praise through his courts proclaim.
Rise and adore;
High o'er the heavens above,
Sound his great acts of love.
While his rich grace we prove,
Vast as his power.
2 Now let the trumpet raise
Sounds of triumphant praise,
Wide as his fame;
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Hark, how the choirs above.
Filled with the Saviour's love,
Dwell on his name;
There, too, may we be found,
With light and glory crowned.
While all the heavens resound,
"Worthy the Lamb."
Jas. Bodetu
3 When unto Thee I flee,
Thou wilt my refuge be,
Jesus, my Lord;
What need I now to fear,
What earthly grief or care,
Since Thou art ever near,
Jesus, my Lord?
4 Soon Thou wilt come again,
I shall be happy then,
Jesus, my Lord;
Then thine own face Pll see,
Then I shall like Thee be.
Then evermore with Thee,
Jesus, my Lord.
J. G. Deck.
There let the harp be found,
Organs, with solemn sound
Roll your deep notes around,
Filled with his name.
While his high praise you sing,
Shake every sounding string,
Sweet the accord;
He vital breath bestows;
Let every breath that flows,
His noblest fame disclose.
Praise ye the Lord.
Wm. Goode.
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John Ellerton.
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Borne on angels' wings to heaven,
Glad the summons to obey,
We shall surely
Reign with Christ in endless day.
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Here I raise my Ebenezer,
Hither by thy help I'm come,
And I hope by thy good pleasure
Safely to arrive at home.
Jesus sought me when a stranger,
Wand' ring from the fold of God;
He to rescue me from danger
Interpos'd with precious blood.
682
ANASTASIUS. L. M.
O to grace how great a debtor
Daily I'm constrain' d to be!
Let that grace now like a fetter
Bind my wand' ring heart to Thee;
Prone to wander. Lord, I feel it,
Prone to leave the God I love,
Here's my heart, O take and seal it,
Seal it from the courts above.
Robert Robinson.
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And bid his glories fill the place.
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.1 DISMISS us with thy blessing, Lord,
Help us to feed upon thy word;
All that has been amiss forgive
.And let thy truth within us live.
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We meet at thy command, O Lord,
Relying on thy faithful word;
Now send the Spirit from above.
And fill our hearts with heavenly love.
Samuel Stennett.
Though we are guilty, Thou art good.
Wash all our works in Jesus' blood;
Give every fettered soul release
And bid us all depart in peace.
Joseph Hart.
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And Thou hast taken count of all,
The scanty triumphs grace hath won,
The broken vow, the frequent fall;
Through life's long day and death's dark ^
O gentle Jesus, be our hght. [night,
Grant us, dear Lord, from evil ways
True absolution and release,
And bless us more than in past days
With purity and inward peace; ^
Through life's long day and death's dark
O gentle Jesus, be our light. [night,
Do more than pardon; give us joy.
Sweet fear and sober liberty,
And simple hearts without alloy,
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That only long to be like Thee;
Through life's long day and death's dark
O gentle Jesus, be our light. [night.
Labor is sweet, for Thou hast toiled.
And care is light, for Thou hast cared;
Ah! never let our works be soiled
With strife, or by deceit ensnared;
Through life's long day and death's dark
O gentle Jesus, be our light. [night,
For all we love, the poor, the sad.
The sinful, unto Thee we call;
O, let thy mercy make us glad;
Thou art our Jesus and our all;
Through life's long day and death's dark
O gentle Jesus, be our light. [night,
Frederick VV. Faber, 1849.
Children's Service.
685 ANGEL VOICES, p. M.
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Mortal eye can scan,
Can it be that Thou regardest
Songs of sinful man ?
Can we feel that Thou art near us,
And wilt hear us ?
Yes, we can.
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Of thine own to Thee;
And for thine acceptance proffer,
All unworthily,
Hearts and minds and hands and voices,
In our choicest
Melody.
Yes, we know thy love rejoices
O'er each work of thine;
Thou didst ears and hands and voices
For thy praise combine,
Poet's art and music's measure
For thy pleasure
Didst design.
686 MAUD. P.M.
5 Honor, glory, might and merit,
Thine shall ever be,
Father, Son and Holy Spirit,
Blessed Trinity;
Of the best that Thou hast given
Earth and heaven
Render Thee.
F. Pott, 1861.
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By a wondrous star,
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So be Thou my constant guide.
Lead me all the way.
Till I reach thy home at last,
Never-more to stray.
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I feel the toilsome journey's length;
Thine aid omnipotent I seek,
Thou art my strength.
3 I am bewildered on my way,
Dark and tempestuous is the night;
O send Thou forth some cheering ray,
Thou art my light.
4 When Satan flings his fiery darts,
I look to Thee, my terrors cease;
688 ARLINGTON, c. M.
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Thou art my peace.
Standing alone on Jordan's brink.
In that tremendous latest strife,
Thou wilt not suffer me to sink,
Thou art my life.
Thou W'ilt my every want supply,
E'en to the end, whate'er befall;
Through life, in death, eternally.
Thou art my all.
Dr. T. a. Arne, 1710 — 1778.
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It spreads such light abroad,
The meanest souls instruction find,
And raise their thoughts to God.
'Tis like the sun, a heavenly light,
That guides us all the day;
And through the dangers of the night
A lamp to lead our way.
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Thy precepts make me truly wise,
I hate the sinner's road,
I hate my own vain thoughts that rise,
But love thy law, my God.
Thy word is everlasting truth,
How pure is every page!
That holy book shall guide our youth
And well support our age.
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CRUSADER'S HYMN. p. m.
Arr. by R. S. Willis.
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Robed in flowers of blooming spring;
Jesus is fairer,
Jesus is purer,
He makes our sorrowing spirits sing.
Fair is the sunshine.
Fairer the moonlight
And the sparkling stars on high;
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Jesus shines brighter,
Jesus shines purer,
Than all the angels in the sky.
Beautiful Saviour,
Lord of the nations,
Son of God and Son of Man,
Glory and honor,
Praise, adoration.
Now and forevermore be thine.
Tr. by R. S. Willis.
JESUS LOVES ME. 8s & 7s.
Jesus loves me; well I know it,
For to save my soul He died;
He for me bore pain and sorrow,
Nailed hands and pierced side..
Jesus loves me ; night and morning
Jesus hears the prayers I pray,
And He never, never leaves me.
When I work or when I play.
Jesus loves me, and He watches
Over me with loving eye.
And He sends his holy angels
Safe to keep me till I die.
Jesus loves me ; O Lord Jesus,
Now I pray Thee by thy love
Keep me ever pure and holy
Till I come to Thee above.
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Till in heavenly places
We thy face shall know.
We, th}- children, raising
Unto Thee our hearts,
In thy constant praising
Bear our duteous parts.
3 Let thine angels guide us,
Let thine arms enfold,
In thy bosom hide us,
Sheltered from the cold;
As thy love hath won us
From the world away.
Still thy hands put on us,
Bless us day by day.
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To sing among his angels,
Because He loves me so.
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Was once a child like me,
To show how pure and holy
His little ones should be;
And if I try to follow
His footsteps here below.
He never will forget me,
Because He loves me so.
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Like a mighty army
Moves the Church of God;
Brothers, we are treading
Where the saints have trod;
We are not divided,
All one body we,
One in hope and doctrine,
One in charity. — Cho.
Crowns and thrones may perish
Kingdoms rise and wane,
But the Church of Jesus
Constant will remain;
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'Gainst that Church prevail;
We have Christ's own promise,
And that cannot fail. — Cho.
Onward, then, ye people.
Join our happy throng;
Blend with ours your voices
In the triumph-song;
Glory, laud and honor
Unto Christ, the King,
This through countless ages
Men and angels sing. — Cho.
S. Baring-Gould, 1863.
F. T. S. Darley.
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All this day thy hand hath led me.
And I thank Thee for thy care; [me.
Thou hast clothed me, warmed and fed
Listen to my evening prayer:
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Let my sins be all forgiven.
Bless the friends I love so well,
Take me, when I die, to heaven,
Happy there with Thee to dwell.
Mary Lundie Duncan, 1839^
695 THERE'S A FRIEND FOR LITTLE CHILDREN.
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Of that dear name He bears.
There's a home for Httle children
A_bove the bright blue sk}^
Where Jesus reigns in glory,
A home of peace and joy;
No home on earth is like it,
Nor can with it compare,
For every one is happy,
Nor could be happier there.
There's a crown for little children
Above the bright blue sky,
And all who look for Jesus
Shall wear it by and by,
A crown of brightest glory,
Which He will then bestow
On those who found his favor
And loved his name below.
4 There's a song for little children
Above the bright blue sky,
And a harp of sweetest music
And palms of victory;
All, all above is treasured
And found in Christ alone;
Lord, grant thy little children
To know Thee as their own.
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1 AM JESUS' LITTLE LAMB.
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In this blessed fold all day,
By this holy Shepherd tended,
Whose kind arms, when life is ended
Bear me to the world of light ?
Yes, O yes, my lot is bright.
Out and in I safely go.
Want and hunger never know;
Soft green pastures He discloseth,
Where his happy flock reposeth;
When I faint or thirsty be.
To the brook He leadeth me.
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On the grass as they were laid,
And a holy angel found them
And their hearts were sore afraid.
" Fear ye not," he said, " for cheerful
Are the tidings that I bring
Unto you so weak and fearful,
Christ is born, the Lord and King. ' '
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As the angel told the story
Of the Saviour's lowly birth.
Multitudes wefe singing "Glory
Be to God, and peace on earth."
Since thy love for our salvation.
Saviour, covered Thee with shame^
Let thy Church in every nation
Sing the glory of thy name;
Let thy Holy Spirit make us
Full of humbleness and love,
Like Thyself, until Thou take us
To our Father's house above.
John M. Neale-
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" Fear not," said he, for mighty dread
Had seized their troubled mind;
" Glad tidings of great joy I bring
To you and all mankind. — Cho.
" To you in David's town this day
Is born of David's line
The Saviour, who is Christ the Lord,
And this shall be the sign: — Cho.
"The heav'nly babe you there shall find
To human view displayed,
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And in a manger laid." — Cho.
5 Thus spake the seraph ; and forthwith
Appeared a shining throng
Of angels, praising God, and thus
Addressed their joyful song: — Cho.
6 "All glory be to God on high.
And to the earth be peace;
Good-will henceforth from heav' n to men
Begin and never cease." — Cho.
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Mary, mother mild.
Far above that stable,
Up in heaven so high,
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Watching silently.
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Fear not, then, to enter,
Though we cannot bring
Gold or myrrh or incense,
Fitting for a King.
Gifts He asketh richer,
Offerings costlier still,
Yet may Christian children
Bring them if they will.
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Shines the modest eye;
Best of gifts, He loveth
Infant purity, [come
Haste we, then, to wel-
With a joyous lay
Christ, the Kingof glory,
Born for us to-day.
S. C. Hamerton.
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2 Slumbering in a lowly manger
Lies the mighty Lord of all,
And before the holy stranger
See the trembling shepherds fall.
He has come, the long expected,
Full of wisdom, love and grace,
To redeem his ruined creatures,
To restore our fallen race.
Cho. — So let angels wake the chorus,
So let ransomed men reply,
Chanting the celestial anthem,
" Glory be to God on high."
3 And this joyful Christmas morning,
Breaking o'er the w^orld below,
Tells again the wondrous story
Shepherds heard so long ago.
Who shall still our tuneful voices,
Who the tide of praise shall stem,
Which the blessed angels taught us
In the fields of Bethlehem?
Cho. — Hark, we hear again the chorus
Ringing through the starry sky,
And we join the heav'nly anthem,
" Glorj be to God on high."
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2 Onward we go, for still we hear them singing,
'" Come, weary souls, for Jesus bids you come; "
And, through the dark its echoes sweetly ringing,
The music of the gospel leads us home. — Cho.
3 Far, far away, like bells at evening pealing,
The voice of Jesus sounds o'er land and sea,
And laden souls by thousands meekly stealing.
Kind Shepherd, turn their weary steps to Thee. — Cho.
4 Rest comes at length, though life be long and dreary,
The day must dawn and darksome night be past;
All journeys end in welcome to the weary.
And heaven, the heart's true home, will come at last.
5 Angels, sing on, your faithful watches keeping.
Sing us sweet fragments of the songs above.
Till morning's joy shall end the night of weeping.
And life's long shadows break in cloudless love. — Cho.
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702 HOLY NIQHT, PEACEFUL NIGHT!
Franz Gkuber, i8i3.
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Only for shepherds' sight
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With their loud alleluia songs,
Saying, Jesus is come.
Saying, Jesus is come.
3 Holy night, peaceful night!
Child of heaven, O how bright [born!
Thou didst smile on us when Thou wast
Blest indeed was that happy morn,
Full of heavenly joy,
Full of heavenly joy.
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\Vhere the myrtles grow.
Where the pine and laurel
Bend beneath the snow.
And gather them for Jesus,
Wreathe them for his shrine,
^lake his temple glorious
With the box and pine. — Carol, ^c
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To put off in might
Deeds and dreams of i _ . .:r- 1 £ s
For the robes of lighi.
That we may live as lowly
As Thyself with r:t-
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When Thou cxkm'st again. — Carol, etc
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4 Our Lord hath arisen,
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The long night of weeping
Is now well-nigh past. O sing, etc.
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SMILE PRAISES, O SKY.
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And pour in full measure,
Sweet lyres, your song.
Sing, sing, for He liveth.
He lives, as He said.
The Lord hath arisen
Unharmed from the dead.
707
WE WILL CAROL JOYFULLY.
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Clap, clap your hands, mountains,
Ye valleys, resound;
Leap, leap for joy, fountains,
Ye hills, catch the sound;
All triumph! He liveth.
He lives, as He said,
The Lord hath arisen
Unharmed from the dead.
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To our risen Lord and King.
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Him who died that we might live.
Carol, carol, etc.
We will carol joyfully.
And to Him our offerings bring,
Grateful hearts, with love and praise,
To our risen Lord and King.
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708 THERE IS A GREEN HILL FAR AWAY.
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He died that we might be forgiven,
He died to make us good.
That we might go at last to heaven,
Saved by his precious blood.
There was none other good enough
To pay the price of sin,
He only could unlock the gate
Of heaven and let us in.
\ O dearly, dearly has He loved,
And we must love Him too
And trust in his redeeming blood,
And try his works to do;
For there's a green hill far away,
Without a city wall.
Where the dear Lord was crucified,
Who died to save us all.
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ENDLESS PRAISES TO OUR LORD,
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" Glory to our God and King."
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2 Tell me the story slowly,
That I may take it in,
That wonderful redemption,
God's remedy for sin.
Tell me the story often,
For I forget so soon;
The early dew of morning
Has passed away at noon. — Cho.
3 Tell me the story softly,
With earnest tones and grave;
Remember, I'm the sinner
Whom Jesus came to save.
Tell me that story always.
If you would really be,
In any time of trouble,
A comforter to me.^CHO.
4 Tell me the same old story,
When you have cause to fear
That this world's empty glory
Is costing me too dear.
Yes, and when that world's glory
Is drawing on my soul,
Tell me the old, old story, [Cho.
" Christ Jesus makes thee whole." —
34J K. Hankey.
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2 I love to tell the story;
'Tis pleasant to repeat
What seems each time I tell it
More wonderfully sweet.
I love to tell the story,
For some have never heard
The message of salvation
From God's own holy word.-
-Cho.
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I I SAW the cross of Jesus,
When burdened with my sin;
I sought the cross of Jesus,
To give me peace within;
I brought my soul to Jesus,
He cleansed it in his blood.
And in the cross of Jesus
I found my peace with God.
Cho. — No righteousness, no merit,
No beauty can I plead;
Yet in the cross I glory.
My title there I read.
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I love to tell the story,
For those who know it best
Seem hungering and thirsting
To hear it like the rest.
And when in scenes of glory
I sing the new, new song,
'Twill be the old, old story
That I have loved so long. — Cho.
K. Hankey,
2 Sweet is the cross of Jesus;
There let my weary heart
Still rest in peace unshaken.
Till with Him, ne'er to part;
And then in strains of glory
I'll sing his wondrous power.
Where sin can never enter
And death is known no more.
Cho. — I love the cross of Jesus;
It tells me what I am,
A vile and guilty creature.
Saved only through the Lamb.
(S:,^Ji^'i>ven'0f ^evttice,
713
WONDERFUL WORDS, p. M.
P. P. Bliss.
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Sing them o - ver a - gain to me, Wonderful words of life,
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2 Christ, the blessed One, gives to all
Wonderful words of life;
Sinner, list to the loving call.
Wonderful words of life;
All so freely given.
Wooing us to heaven. — Cho.
3 Sweetly echo the gospel call.
Wonderful words of life;
Offer pardon and peace to all.
Wonderful words of life;
Jesus, only Saviour,
Sanctify forever. — Cho.
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I There is a blessed home Beyond this land of woe, Where trials never come, Nor tears of sorrow flow.
Per. of BiGLOv/ & Main.
2 Where faith is lost in sight,
And patient hope is crowned
And everlasting light
Its glory throws around.
3 There is a land of peace,
Good angels know it well;
Glad songs that never cease
Within its portals swell.
4 Around its glorious throne
Ten thousand saints adore
Christ, with the Father one
And Spirit, evermore.
5 O joy of joys beyond,
To see the Lamb who died,
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S. M.
And count each sacred wound
In hands and feet and side,
6 To give to Him the praise
Of every triumph won,
And sing through endless days
The great things He hath done.
7 Look up, ye saints of God,
Nor fear to tread below
The path your Saviour trod,
Of daily toil and woe.
8 Wait but a little while
In uncomplaining love;
His own most gracious smile
Shall welcome you above.
Henry W. Baker, i86i.
Arr. by Schwing. Choral.
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how near At times to faith's fore-see-ins[ eye Thy golden gates ap - pear !
1 My Father's house on high, Home of my
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2 Ah! then my spirit faints
To reach the land I love
The bright inheritance of saints,
Jerusalem above.
3 Yet clouds will intervene,
And all my prospect flies;
Like Noah's dove I flit between
Rough seas and stormy skies.
4 Anon the clouds depart,
The" winds and waters cease,
716 FATHER, LEAD ME. ys.
\
While sweetly o'er my gladdened heart
Expands the bow of peace.
I hear at morn and even,
At noon and midnight hour.
The choral harmonies of heaven,
Earth's Babel tongues o'erpower.
Then, then I feel that He,
Remembered or forgot,
The Lord is never far from me.
Though I perceive Him not.
German.
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1 Father, lead me day by day, Ev-er in thine own sweet way; Teach me to be pure and trne.Show me what I ought to
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I When in danger make me brave,
Make me know that Thou canst save ;
Keep me safe by thy dear side,
Let me in thy love abide.
5 When I'm tempted to do wrong,
Make me steadfast, wise and strong;
717 LEBANON, s. M. D.
And when all alone I stand.
Shield me with thy mighty hand.
When my heart is full of glee,
Help me to remember Thee,
Happy most of all to know
That my Father loves me so.
••8:
John Zundel,
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'Twas He that sought the lost.
That found the wandering sheep,
'Twas He that brought me to the fold,
'Tis He that still doth keep.
I was a wandermg sheep,
I would not be controlled;
But now I love my Shepherd's voice,
I love, I love the fold;
I was a wayward child,
I once preferred to roam;
But now I love my Father's voice,
I love, I love his home.
Horatius Bonar, 1844.
W. B. Bradbury, 1816— 1868,
I lov'd
far to roam.
2 The Shepherd sought his sheep,
The Father sought his child,
They followed me o'er vale and hill,
O'er deserts waste and wild;
They found me nigh to death,
Famished and faint and lone ;
They bound me wuth the bands of love.
They saved the wandering one.
3 Jesus my Shepherd is,
'Twas He that loved my soul,
'Twas He that washed me in his blood,
'Twas He that made me whole;
718 EVEN ME,
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> Pass me not, O God, our Father, 4
Sinful though my heart may be;
Thou mightst curse me, but the rather
Let thy mercy light on me. — Ref.
5 Pass me not, O gracious Saviour, 5
Let me live and cling to Thee ;
For I am longing for thy favor; [Ref.
Whilst Thou'rt calling, O call me. —
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Pass me not, O mighty Spirit,
Thou canst make the blind to see;
Witnesser of Jesus' merit, [Ref.
Speak some word of power to me. —
Love of God so pure and changeless.
Blood of Christ, so rich, so free,
Grace of God, so strong and boundless,
Magnify it all in me. — Ref.
Elizabeth Codner, i860.
719 1 THINK, WHEN I READ.
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I I think when I read that sweet sto-ry of old, When Je - sus was here among men,
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That his arms had been thrown around
And that I might have seen his kind
looks when He said,
" Let the httle ones come unto me."
Yet still to his footstool in prayer I
may go,
And ask for a share of his love;
BRIDEGROOM, p.m.
And if I now earnestly seek Him below,
I shall see Him and hear Him above,
In that beautiful place He has gone to
prepare
For all who are washed and forgiven;
And many dear children are gathering
there,
" For of such is the kingdom of
heaven. ' '
Mrs. Jemima Luke.
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Blood that freely flowed.
Life that stooped to death to save
And a deathless being gave me,
Bore my guilty load.
Brought me back to God.
Plant Thyself in me;
I will learn of Thee
To be holy, meek and tender;
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Wrath and pride and self-surrender,
Nothing shouldst Thou see
But Thyself in me.
When on death's cold strand
I one day shall stand,
Let thy presence go beside me,
Through the gloomy waters guide me;
Grant me then to stand,
Lord, at thy right hand.
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Miscellaneous.
721
TVEAR THE CROSS, p. M.
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I Je - sus keep me near
the cross, There a pre - cious foun - tain,
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a heal - ing stream. Flows from Cal - vary's mount - ain.
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2 Near the cross, a trembling soul,
Love and mercy found me ;
There the bright and morning star
Sheds its beams around me. — Cho.
3 Near the cross, O Lamb of God,
Bring its scenes before me ;
Help me walk from day to day
With its shadow o'er me. — Cho.
Fanny J. Crosby,
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722 I AM COMING, p. M.
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Thou dost my strength assure;
Thou dost my vileness fully cleanse,
Till spotless all and pure. — Cho.
3 'Tis Jesus calls me on
To perfect faith and love,
To perfect hope and peace and trust,
For earth and heaven above. — Cho.
4 All hail, atoning blood,
All hail, redeeming grace,
All hail, the gift of Christ, our Lord,
Our strength and righteousness. -Cho.
L. Hartsough.
723 SAFE IN THE ARMS OF JESUS,
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I Safe
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2 Safe in the arms of Jesus,
Safe from corroding care,
Safe from the world's temptations,
Sin cannot harm me there.
Free from the bhght of sorrow,
Free from my doubts and fears,
Only a few more trials.
Only a few more tears. — Cho.
724
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3 Jesus, my heart's dear refuge,
Jesus has died for me;
Firm on the Rock of Ages
Ever my trust shall be.
Here let me wait with patience,
Wait till the night is o'er,
Wait till I see the morning
Break on the golden shore. — Cho.
Fanny J. Crosby.
J. P. HOLBROOK, T864.
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2 Though I grow poor and old.
He will my faith uphold,
Jesus is mine.
He shall my wants supply,
His precious blood is nigh.
Naught can my hope destroy,
Jesus is mine.
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3 When earth shall pass away.
In the great judgment-day,
Jesus is mine.
O what a glorious thing
Then to behold my King,
On tuneful harps to sing,
Jesus is mine!
Henry J. M. Hope
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I Je-sus, Sav-iour, pi - lot me O-ver life's tempestuous sea; Unknown waves before me roll,
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2 As a mother stills her child,
Thou canst hush the ocean wild;
Boisterous waves obey thy will
When Thou say'st to them " Be still;
Wondrous sovereign of the sea,
Jesus, Saviour, pilot me.
MORNINQTON. s. M.
3 When at last I near the shore,
And the fearful breakers roar
'Twixt me and the peaceful rest.
Then, while leaning on thy breast,
May I hear Thee say to me,
** Fear not, I will pilot thee."
E. Hopper, i8i8-
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On this tumultuous sea,
Thy wondrous ways, O Lord, we mark,
And lift our hearts to Thee.
Jesus is nigh, who trod
Of old that foaming spray.
Whose billows owned th' incarnate God
And died in calm away.
Though swells the threatening tide,
Mounting to heaven above,
We know in whom our souls confide
And fearless trust his love.
Charlotte E. Tonali.
727 ST. HILDA. 7ScSc6s. D.
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And lo, that hand is scarred,
And thorns thy brow encircle.
And tears thy face have marred;
O love that passeth knowledge,
So patiently to wait!
O sin that hath no equal,
So fast to bar the gate !
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O Jesus, lliou art pleading
In accents meek and low,
" I died for you, my children,
And will ye treat me so?"
O Lord, with shame and sorrow
We open now the door;
Dear Saviour, enter, enter.
And leave us never-more.
W. W. How, 1854.
728 PASS ME NOT. 8S&5S.
W. H. DOANE.
I Pass me not, O gen- tie Sav - iour, Hear my humble cry; While on oth-ers Thou art
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2 Let me at thy throne of mercy
Find a sweet reUef ;
Kneehng there in deep contrition,
Help my unbelief. — Cho.
3 Trusting only in thy merit,
Would I seek thy face;
729
Heal my wounded, broken spirit.
Save me by thy grace, — Cho.
4 Thou the spring of all my comfort,
More than life to me,
Whom on earth have I beside Thee,
Whom in heaven but Thee ? — Cho.
Fanny J. Crosby.
WHAT A FRIEND WE HAVE IN JESUS. 8s & 7s D.
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Ev-'ry thing to God in pray'r!
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2 Have we trials and temptations?
Is there trouble anywhere ?
We should never be discouraged,
Take it to the Lord in prayer.
Can we find a friend so faithful
Who will all our sorrows share ?
Jesus knows our every weakness.
Take it to the Lord in prayer.
3 Are we weak and heavy laden.
Cumbered with a load of care ?
Precious Saviour, still our refuge,
Take it to the Lord in prayer.
Do thy friends despise, forsake thee ?
Take it to the Lord in prayer;
In his arms He'll take and shield thee,
Thou wilt find a solace there.
352
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TRUSTING. 7s.
Wm. G. Fischer.
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2 Long my heart has sighed for Thee,
Long has evil dwelt within;
Jesus sweetly speaks to me,
I will cleanse you from all sin. — Ref.
3 Here I give my all to Thee,
Friends and time and earthly store,
Soul and body thine to be,
Wholly thine forevermore. — Ref.
In the promises I trust,
Now I feel the blood applied,
I am prostrate in the dust,
I with Christ am crucified. — Ref.
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Thy head up - on my breast! '
I came to Je - sus
I was.Wea • ry and worn and sad;
And He hath made me glad.
I heard the voice of Jesus say,
"Behold, I freely give
The living water, thirsty one,
Stoop down and drink and live."
I came to Jesus and I drank
Of that life-giving stream;
My thirst was quenched, my soul revived
And now I live in Him.
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I heard the voice of Jesus say,
" I am this dark world's liglit;
Look unto me; thy morn shall rise.
And all thy day be bright."
I looked to Jesus and I found
In Him my star, my sun;
And in that light of life I'll walk
Till all my journey's done.
Koratius Bonar.
732
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2 Thy promise is my only plea,
With this I venture nigh ;
Thou callest burdened souls to Thee,
And such, O Lord, am I.
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4 Be Thou my shield and hiding-place,
That, sheltered near thy side,
I may my fierce accuser face,
And tell him Thou hast died.
3 Bowed down beneath a load of sin, 5 O wondrous love to bleed and die.
By Satan sorely pressed,
By war without and fear within,
I come to Thee for rest.
To bear the cross and shame,
That guilty sinners, such as I,
Might plead thy gracious name.
J. Newton.
733
PRECIOUS NAME. 8s & 7s.
William Howard Doane.
I Take the name of Je - sus with you, Child of sor-row and of woe;
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Copyrighi, 1871. by Biglow & Main.
2 Take the name of Jesus ever, When his loving arms receive us [Cho.
As a shield from ev'ry snare; And his songs our tongues employ! —
If temptations round you gather, [Cho. ^ , . ^ , .
Breathe that holy name in prayer.— 4 At the name of Jesus bowing,
Falhng prostrate at his feet, [Him^
3 O the precious name of Jesus! King of kings in heaven we'll crown;
How it thrills our souls with joy, When our journey is complete. — Cho.
Mrs. Lydia Baxter.
734 SHINING SHORE, p. M. George F. Root, 1859.
I My days are gliding swiftly by, And
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Those hours of toil and danger. For Owe stand on Jordan's strand, Our friends are passing over. And
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We may al-most dis- cov - er.
Per. of Biglow & Mais.
2 We'll gird our loins, my brethren dear.
Our heavenly home discerning;
Our absent Lord has left us word.
Let every lamp be burning. — Ref.
3 Should coming days be cold and dark,
We need not cease our singing;
That perfect rest naught can molest,
Where golden harps are ringing. -Ref.
4 Let sorrow's rudest tempest blow,
Each cord on earth to sever; [home
Our King says. Come, and there's our
Forever, O forever, — Ref.
355 David Nelson, 1835.
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735 MY REDEEMER.
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cross He sealed my pardon. Paid the debt and made me free.
Per. of Jno. Church Co.
I will tell the wondrous story,
How my lost estate to save,
In his boundless love and mercy,
He the ransom freely gave.
I will praise my dear Redeemer,
His triumphant povv'r I'll tell.
How the victory He giveth
Over sin and death and hell.
I will sing of my Redeemer
And his heav'nly love to me;
He from death to life hath bro't me,
Son of God, witli Him to be.
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736 WHITER THAN SNOW.
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2 Lord Jesus, look down from thy throne in the skies,
And help me to make a complete sacrifice;
I give up myself and whatever I know,
Now wash me and I shall be whiter than snow. — Cho.
3 Lord Jesus, for this I most humbly entreat,
I wait, blessed Lord, at thy crucified feet ;
By faith, for my cleansing, I see thy blood flow,
Now wash me and I shall be whiter than snow. — Cho.
4 Lord Jesus, Thou seest I patiently wait;
Come now, and within me a new heart create;
To those who have sought Thee, Thou never said'st no,
Now wash me and I shall be whiter than snow. — Cho.
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W. H. DOANE.
I Res- cue the per - ish - ing, Care for the dy - ing, Snatch them in pit - y from
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Weep o'er the err - ing one, Lift up the fall - en,
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Tell them of Je - sus the might - y to save. Res - cue the per - ish • ing,
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2 Though they are slighting Him,
Still He is waiting,
Waiting the penitent child to receive;
Plead with them earnestly.
Plead with them gently, [Cho.
He will forgive if they only believe. — 4
3 Down in the human heart,
Crushed by the tempter,
Feelings lie buried that grace can
restore;
358
Touched by a loving heart,
Wakened by kindness.
Chords that were broken will vibrate
once more. — Cho.
Rescue the perishing,
Duty demands it; [provide:
Strength for thy labor the Lord will
Back to the narrow way
Patiently win them, [died. — Cho.
Tell the poor wand'rer a Saviour has
Fanny J. Crosby.
738 NONE BUT JESUS, p M.
Robert Lowry.
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2 Working will not save me ;
Purest deeds that I can do,
Honest thoughts and feelings too,
Cannot form my soul anew,
Working will not save me. — Cho.
3 Waiting will not save me;
Helpless, guilty, lost I lie,
In mine ear is mercy's crv;
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If I wait I can but die,
Waiting will not save me. — Cho.
4 Faith in Christ will save me;
Let me trust thy weeping Son,
Trust the work that He has done;
To his arms, Lord, help me run.
Faith in Christ will save me. — Cho.
R. Lowry.
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739 1 NEED THEE EVERY HOUR. p. m
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2 I need Thee every hour,
Stay Thou near by;
Temptations lose their power
When Thou art nigh. — Ref.
3 I need Thee every hour,
In joy or pain;
Come quickly and abide,
Or life is vain. — Ref.
4 I need Thee every hour;
Teach me thy will,
And thy rich promises
In me fulfil. — Ref.
5 I need Thee every hour,
Most holy One;
O make me thine indeed,
Thou blessed Son. — Ref.
740
LIFE. 8s, 7s & 7s.
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Thos. Hastings.
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Come in sorrow and contrition,
Wounded, impotent and blind;
Here the guilty, free remission,
Here the troubled, peace may find;
Health this fountain will restore,
He that drinks shall thirst no more.
741
NESTOR CHANT, l. M.
He that drinks shall live forever,
'Tis a soul-renewing flood;
God is faithful, God will never
Break his covenant in blood.
Signed when our Redeemer died,
Sealed when He was glorified.
J. Montgomery.
Wm. B Bradbury.
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2 Take up thy cross, let not its weight
Fill thy weak spirit with alarm ;
My strength shall bear thy spirit up.
And brace thine heart and nerve thine
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3 Take up thy cross then in his strength
And calmly every danger brave;
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'Twill guide thee to a better home
And lead to victory o'er the grave.
Take up thy cross and follow Him,
Nor think till death to lay it down;
For only he who bears the cross
May hope to wear the glorious crown.
Charles W. Everest, 1833.
742
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HOME.
Henry R, Bishop, 1829.
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'Mid scenes of con - fus - ion and crea-ture complaints,
How sweet to my soul is com- mun-ion with ( Omit) saints;
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2 Sweet bonds that unite all the children of peace,
And thrice precious Jesus, whose love cannot cease;
Though oft from thy presence in sadness I roam,
I long to behold Thee in glory at home.
3 While here in the valley of conflict I stay,
O give me submission, and strength as my day;
In all mine afflictions to Thee would I come,
Rejoicing in hope of my glorious home.
4 Whate'er Thou deniest, O give me thy grace,
The Spirit's sure witness, and smiles of thy face;
Endue me with patience to wait at thy throne,
And find even now a sweet foretaste of home.
David Denham, 1837.
U. C. BURNAP, 1868.
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But in thy bleeding love,
O let my wish be crowned,
And send it from above.
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2 Until it come to Thee,
In vain I look around;
In all that I can see
No rest is to be found.
744
FREDERICK.
Geo.
KiNGSLEY.
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here storm af- ter storm
I would not live alway, thus fettered by sin,
Temptation without and corruption within ;
E'en the rapture of pardon is mingled with fears,
And the cup of thanksgiving with penitent tears.
I would not live alway; no, welcome the tomb;
Since Jesus has lain there, I dread not its gloom;
There sweet be my rest, till He bid me arise
To hail Him in triumph descending the skies.
Who, who would live alway, away from his God ?
Away from yon heaven, that blissful abode,
Where the rivers of pleasure flow o'er the bright plains,
And the noontide of glory eternally reigns ;
Where the saints of all ages in harmony meet.
Their Saviour and brethren transported to greet.
While the anthems of rapture unceasingly roll.
And the smile of the Lord is the feast of the soul.
363 W. A. Muhlenberg.
745 CHANT.— THY WILL BE DONE.
Lowell Mason.
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2 "Thy will be | done." || If o'er us shine Is ours, to breathe, while we adore, |
A gladdening and a | prosperous | sun,|| "Thy will be | done."
J. Bowring,
746 DAUCHY. 7s. D.
I Who are these in bright ar - ray, This in - nu - mer - a - ble throng
Round the al - tar, night and day
Hymn-ing one tri - umph-ant song?
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A-men.
These through fiery trials trod,
These from great afflictions came ;
Now, before the throne of God,
Sealed with his almighty name, •
Clad in raiment pure and white,
Victor palms in every hand,
Through their dear Redeemer's might
More than conquerors they stand.
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thirst, disease unknown,
On immortal fruits they feed;
Them the Lamb amid the throne
Shall to living fountains lead;
Joy and gladness banish sighs,.
Perfect love dispel all fears.
And forever from their eyes
God shall wipe away their tears.
J. Montgomery.
747
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FABEN. 8S&7S. D.
J. H. Wilcox.
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And the heart of the eternal
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If our love were but more simple,
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And our lives would be all sunshine
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So long as 'tis written, "The Lord will provide."
3 When life sinks apace and death is in view,
The word of his grace shall comfort us through;
Not fearing or doubting, with Christ on our side.
We hope to die shouting, "The Lord will provide."
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No word He hath spoken
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"The Lord will provide."
4 March on, then, right boldly, the sea shall
The pathway made glorious, [divide ;
With shoutings victorious.
We'll join in the chorus,
"The Lord will provide."
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Their hallowed path they trace,
4 To cast their crowns before Thee
In perfect sacrifice,
Till to the home of gladness
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Bless with the holier stream that flowed
Forth from thy pierced side.
4 Before thine altar throne
This mercy we implore,
As Thou dost knit them. Lord, in one,
So bless them evermore.
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And learn the height and breadth and Be everlasting honors done
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Of thine eternal love and grace. his Son.
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Cheerfully join in one,
Praising his name,
Ye who have felt his blood
Sealing your peace with God,
Sound his dear name abroad,
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3 Join, all ye ransomed race,
Our Lord and God to bless.
Praise ye his name;
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In Him we will rejoice
And make a joyful noise.
Shouting with heart and voice,
"Worthy the Lamb."
Soon must we change our place,
Yet will we never cease
Praising his name;
To Him our songs we bring,
Hail Him our gracious King,
And through all ages sing,
"Worthy the Lamb."
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J. Allen
1 O HOLY Lord, our God,
By heavenly hosts adored,
Hear us, we pray;
To Thee the cherubim,
Angels and seraphim
Unceasing praises bring,
Their homage pay.
2 Here give thy word success,
And this thy servant bless,
His labors own;
755 L. M.
1 GOD calling yet, shall I not hear ?
Earth's pleasures shall I still hold dear ?
Shall life's swift passing years all fly.
And will my soul in slumber lie ?
2 God calling yet, and shall He knock,
And I my heart the closer lock ?
He still is waiting to receive,
And shall I dare his Spirit grieve ?
And while the sinner's friend
His life and words commend,
Thy Holy Spirit send
And make Him known.
May every passing year
More happy still appear
Than this glad day;
With numbers fill the place.
Adorn thy saints w^th grace,
Thy truth may all embrace,
O Lord, we pray.
3 God calling yet, and shall I give
No heed, but still in bondage live ?
I wait, but He does not forsake;
He calls me still; my heart, awake.
4 God calling yet! I cannot stay,
My heart I yield without delay;
Vain world, farewell, from thee I part;
The voice of God hath reached my heart,
Tersteegen, 1730. Tr. by Jane Borthvvick, 1854.
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And Thou art my light and my son«
Say, why do I languish and pine
And why are my winters so long ?
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1 MY Saviour, whom absent I love,
Whom not having seen, I adore,
Whose name is exalted above
All glory, dominion and power,
Dissolve Thou these bands that detain
My soul from her portion in Thee;
Ah! strike off this adamant chain
And make me eternally free.
2 When that happy era begins,
When arrayed in thy glories I shine,
Nor grieve any more by my sins
The bosom on which I recline,
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O drive these dark clouds from the sky,
Thy soul-cheering presence restore;
O bid me soar upward on high,
Where winters and storms are no more.
Newton.
0 then shall the veil be removed,
And round me thy brightness be poured;
1 shall meet Him, whom absent I loved,
I shall see, whom unseen I adored.
And then never-more shall the fears,
The trials, temptations and woes.
Which darken this valley of tears,
Intrude on my blissful repose;
To Jesus, the crown of my hope,
My soul is in haste to be gone;
O bear me, ye cherubim, up.
And waft me away to his throne.
William Cowper.
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His pitying eyes thy grief discern,
His hand shall heal thine inward smart.
Return, O wanderer, return.
Thy Saviour bids thy spirit live;
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Go to his bleeding feet, and learn
How freely Jesus can forgive.
Return, O wanderer, return,
And wipe away the falling tear;
'Tis God who says, " No longer mourn,"
'Tis mercy's voice invites thee near.
William B. Collyer, 1812
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SWEET HOUR.
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W. B. Bradbury, 1816—1863.
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Thy wings shall my petition bear
To Him whose truth and faithfulness
Engage the waiting soul to bless;
And since He bids me seek his face.
Believe his word and trust his grace,
I'll cast on Him my every care,
And wait for thee, sweet hour of prayer.
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prayer.
May I thy consolation share.
Till from Mount Pisgah's lofty height
I view my home and take my flight;
This robe of flesh I'll drop, and rise
To seize the everlasting prize;
And shout while passing through the air.
Farewell, farewell, sweet hour of prayer.
W. W. Walford, 1846.
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Where storms arise and ocean rolls.
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The evening shadows quickly fly,
And all serene in heaven.
There fragrant flowers immortal bloom
And joys supreme are given.
There rays divine disperse the gloom;
Beyond the confines of the tomb
Appears the dawn of heaven.
W. B.Tappan, 1829.
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ADVENT CANTICLE.
H. S.
1 Sing unto the Lord a new song, and his praise from the | end of the | earth, ||
ye that go down to the sea, and | all that | is there- | in.
Let the wilderness and the cities thereof lift | up their | voice; || let the inhabi-
tants of the rock sing, let them shout | from the | tops of the | mountains.
2 Let them give glory unto the Lord and declare his praise a- | mong the | hea-
then. II The Lord hath | comforted | his — | people.
He hath made bare his holy arm in the eyes of | all — | nations; || and all the
ends of the earth shall see the sal- | vation | of our | God.
3 Say to the daughter of Zion, Behold, thy sal- | vation | cometh; || behold, his
reward is with Him | and his | work be- | fore Him.
Fear thou not, for | I am | with thee; || be not dismayed, for j I am j thy — | God.
4 I will strengthen thee, yea, I will | help — | thee. || Unto you that fear my name
shall the sun of righteousness arise with | healing | in his | wings.
The glory of the Lord shall be revealed, and all | flesh shall | see it. || Death
shall be swallowed up in victory, and God will wipe a- | way all | tears from
our I eyes.
5 And it shall be said in that day, Lo, | this is our | God; || we have waited for
Him, I and — | He will | save us.
This is the Lord; we have | waited for | Him; || we will be glad and re- | joice
in I his sal- | vation.
6 Sanctify and prepare yourselves to look upon the glory of our God; for the |
Lord — I cometh. || Prepare ye the way of the Lord and | make his | paths —
I straight.
Let us serve Him with gladness, and come before his | presence with | sing-
ing. II Blessed is He that cometh in the | name — | of the | Lord.
Glory be to the Father and | to the | Son || and | to the | Holy | Ghost,
As it was in the beginning, is now and | ever shall | be, || world without | end. — |
A I men.
766 CHRISTMAS CANTICLE.
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a Saviour, | which is | Christ the | Lord.
Glory to God j in the | highest, || and on earth, | peace, good- | will toward | men.
^ The Lord hath remembered his | cove- | nant || and sent sal- j vation | to his j
people.
Israel is saved | by the | Lord || with an | ever- | lasting sal- | vation.
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3 This is the Lord's doing, and marvelous | in our | eyes. |1 This is the day the
Lord hath made; we will rejoice | and be | glad in | it.
Let the voice of rejoicing and sal- | .vation be | heard |1 in the taber- | nacles |
of the I righteous.
4 Blessed is He that cometh in the name | of the | Lord. || Blessed be the king-
dom of our father David. Ho- | sanna | in the | highest.
Open to me the gates of righteousness, I will enter in and | praise the | Lord, ||
and say among the heathen that the Lord reigneth. Let the multitudes of the
I isles be I glad there- | of
5 Let the heavens rejoice and let the | earth be | glad. 1| He shall judge the world
with righteousness and the | people | with his | truth.
Blessed be his glorious name for- | ever and | ever; || and let the whole earth
be I filled with | his — | glory.
Glory be to the Father and | to the | Son || and | to the | Holy | Ghost,
As it was in the beginning,is now and | ever shall | be, || world without | end. — |
A I men.
767
GOOD FRIDAY CANTICLE. From S Bach.
1 Christ our Passover was offered for us | on this | day. || He was delivered for |
our of- I fen | ses.
He bore our sins in his own body | on the | tree, || and the Lord hath laid on
Him the in- | iquit-y | of us | all.
2 He hath trodden the winepress alone, and of the people | there was none | with
Him, II He was taken from prison and from judgment; He was cut off | out of
the I land of the | living.
Thou wast slain, and hast re- | deem-ed | us || out of every kindred and tongue
and I people | and — | nation.
3 Thou hast loved us, and washed us from our sins in j thine own | blood, jj and
hast made us unto our God | kings — | and — j priests.
Worthy is the Lamb | that was | slain || to receive power and riches and wisdom
and strength and honor and glory, for j ever and j ev | er,
4 Now is come sal- j vation and | strength, || and the kingdom of our God and
the I power of | his — | Christ,
Death shall be swallowed | up in | victory, jj and God shall wipe away all |
tears — | from our | eyes.
Glory be to the Father and | to the | Son || and | to the | Holy j Ghost,
As it was in the beginning,is now and j ever shall j be, || world without | end. — |
A I men.
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1 Christ our Passover | has — | risen. || He was dead, and behold He is aHve for-
evermore, and hath the keys of | hell — | and of | death.
Christ our Passover was dead, a sacrifice | for our | sins. || He was put to death
in the flesh, but was | quickened | by the | Spirit.
2 Christ is risen from the dead, and henceforth | dieth no | more; || death hath no
more do- | minion | over | Him.
He died unto sin once, but now He liveth | unto | God; || the Prince of Hfe
could not be | holden | of — | death.
3 God did not leave his soul | in the | grave, || nor suffer his holy One to | see — |
cor I ruption.
Christ is risen, the first-fruits of | them that | slept. || Since by man came death,
by man came also the resur- | rection | of the | dead.
4 Death is swallowed | up for- | ever. H O death, | where — | is thy | sting ?
O grave, | where is thy | victory ? || Thanks be unto God, which giveth us the
victory, | through our Lord | Jesus | Christ.
Glory be to the Father and | to the | Son || and | to the | Holy | Ghost,
As it was in the beginning, is now and | ever shall | be, || world without | end. — |
A I men.
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ASCENSION DAY CANTICLE.
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I triumph.
God is gone up with a shout, the Lord with the sound | of a | trumpet. || Lift up
your heads, O ye gates, and be ye lifted up, ye everlasting doors, and the
King of I glory | shall come | in.
2 Who is this | King of | glory? || The Lord, strong and mighty; | He is the | King-
of I glory.
Sing praises to God and unto our King, | sing — | praises, |I for He is the | King"
of I all the I earth.
3 God reigneth | over the | heathen;" || He sitteth upon the | throne of | his — |
holiness.
Let all the world bow | down be- | fore Him, || and all the angels of | God — |
worship I Him.
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4 Thy throne, O God, is for- | ever and | ever; || the scepter of thy kingdom | is
a I right — | scepter.
Thou lovest righteousness and | hatest | wickedness ; || therefore God, thy God,
hath anointed Thee with the oil of | gladness a- | bove thy | fellows.
5 Thou hast ascended on high; Thou hast led captivity captive. Thou hast
received | gifts for | men. || Thou hast entered into thy Father's house to
pre- I pare a | mansion for j us.
Thou hast prepared thy throne | in the | heavens, |I and thy kingdom | ruleth
I over I all.
Glory be to the Father and | to the | Son || and | to the | Holy | Ghost,
Asit was in the beginning, is now and | ever shall | be, 1| world without | end. — |
A I men.
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1 Let us praise the Lord, and ex- | alt his | goodness. || Let us come before Him
with songs of | praise and | hymns of thanks- | giving.
God hath raised up his holy child Jesus, who, being by his right hand exalted,
shed forth the promise of the Holy Ghost up- | on the a- | postles, || so
that they spake with new tongues, and wrought signs and | wonders | in
his I name.
2 He gave power to the testimony | of his | servants. || The kingdoms of the
earth, the people and | nations have | heard his | voice.
And have rendered obedience | unto our | Lord || and | to — | his — | Christ.
3 We render thanks unto | Thee, O | Lord, || who art the Alpha and Omega, the |
first — I and the | last,
That Thou hast re- | vealed thy | power || and entered | upon | thy — |
kingdom.
4 Thou hast sent unto | us the | Comforter, 1| even the Spirit of truth, that He
may a- | bide with | us for- | ever.
Thou hast sent the Spirit of thy Son into our hearts, whereby we cry unto
Thee, | Abba, | Father. || It is the Spirit which witnesseth with our spirits
that I we are the | children of | God.
5 The Spirit also helpeth | our in- | firmities, || and with groanings which cannot
be uttered | maketh inter- | cession | for us.
We wait for the redemption | of our | body || and for the manifestation of the
glorious liberty | of the | sons of | God.
6 The Spirit is the earnest and pledge of | our in- | heritance, || whereby also we
are sealed | unto the | day of re- | demption.
O Lord, we praise Thee, and | render Thee | thanks |] that Thou hast | given |
us the I Spirit.
Glory be to the Father and | to the | Son || and | to the | Holy | Ghost,
As it was in the beginning, is now and | ever shall | be, || world without | end. — |
A I men.
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1 My soul doth magni- | fy the | Lord, || and my spirit hath re- | joiced in | God
my I Saviour.
For He | hath re- | garded || the low e- | state of | his hand- | maiden.
2 For behold, | from hence- | forth || all gene- | rations shall | call me | blessed.
For He | that is | mighty 1| hath done to me great things, and | holy | is his |
name.
3 And his mercy is on them | that fear | Him, I| from gene- | ration | to gene- |
ration.
He hath shewed strength | with his | arm; || He hath scattered the proud in the
imagi- | nation | of their | hearts;
4 He hath put down the mighty | from their | seats, |I and exalted | them of | low
— I degree.
He hath filled the hungry | with good | things, I| and the rich He | hath sent |
empty a- | way.
5 He hath holpen his | servant | Israel, I| in re- | membrance | of his | mercy,
As He spake | to our | fathers, || to Abraham, | and his | seed for- | ever.
Glory be to the Father and | to the | Son || and | to the | Holy | Ghost,
As it was in the beginning, is now and | ever | shall be,|| world without | end. — |
A- I men.
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his I people,
2 And hath raised up a horn of sal- | vation | for us I| in the house | of his | ser-
vant I David,
3 As He spake by the mouth of his | holy | prophets, {| which have been | since
the I world.be- | gan,
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4 That we should be saved | from our | enemies || and from the | hand of | all
that I hate us;
5 To perform the mercy promised | to our | fathers, || and to remember his | holy
I cove- I nant,
6 The oath | which He | sware || to our | father | Abra- | ham,
7 That He would grant unto us, that we, being delivered out of the hand | of
our I enemies, || might | serve Him | without | fear,
8 In holiness and righteousness be- | fore — | Him, || all the | days — | of our | hfe.
9 And Thou, child, shalt be called the Prophet | of the | Highest; | for Thou shalt
go before the face of the Lord to pre- | pare — | his — | ways,
10 To give knowledge of salvation | unto his | people, || by the re- | mission | of
their | sins,
11 Through the tender mercy | of our | God; || whereby the day-spring from on |
high hath | visited | us,
12 To give light to them that sit in darkness and in the | shadow of | death, || to
guide our feet | into the | way of | peace.
Glory be to the Father and | to the | Son |1 and | to the | Holy | Ghost,
As it was in the beginning, is now and | ever shall | be, || world without | end, — j
A I men.
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2 For mine eyes have seen ] thy sal- | vation
fore the | face of all | people,
3 To be a light to | lighten the | Gentiles || and to be the glory of thy | people
Isra- I el. Glory be to the Father, etc.
part in | peace, |[ ac- | cording | to
II which Thou hast prepared be- |
He was bruised for [ our in-
./ / 4 Isaiah, 53.
1 He was wounded for | our trans- | gressions:
iqui- 1 ties.
2 The chastisement of our peace | was upon | Him, || and with his | stripes — |
we are | healed.
3 All we like sheep have | gone a- | stray; || we have turned every | one to | his
own I way;
4 And the Lord hath | laid on | Him || the in- | iquity | of us | all.
5 He was oppressed and He | was af- | flicted, |I yet He | opened | not his |
mouth.
6 He is brought as a lamb to the slaughter, and as a sheep before her | shearers
is I dumb, || so He opened | not his | mouth.
Glory be to the Father and j to the | Son || and | to the | Holy | Ghost,
As it was in the beginning, is now and | ever shall j be, jj world without | end. — |
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Dr. Lowell Mason, 1792 — 1872.
Psalm 23.
The Lord | is my j Shepherd; || I | shall — | not — | want.
He maketh me to lie down in ] green — | pastures; ||
He leadeth me be- | side the | still — [ waters;
He re- 1 storeth my | soul; ||
He leadeth me in the paths of righteousness 1 for his I name's — | sake.
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will 1 fear no ]
For Thou art with me; thy rod and thy i staff they | comfort | me.
Thou preparest a table before me in the presence | of mine | enemies; |I
Thou anointest my head with oil; my 1 cup — | runneth | over.
Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the ] days of my | life; |1
And I will dwell in the | house of the | Lord for- ] ever.
Glory be to the Father and [ to the | Son H and | to the I Holy 1 Ghost,
As it was in the beginning, is now and | ever | shall be, || world I without ] end.
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1 Have mercy upon me, | O — | God, |1 according to ] thy — [ loving- | kindness;
According unto the multitude of thy | tender | mercies |i blot | out— | my trans- | gressions.
2 Wash me thoroughly | from mine | iniquity, || and | cleanse me | from my | sin.
For I acknowledge | my trans- | gressions, |1 and my sin is | ever be- | fore — | me.
3 Against Thee, Thee only, have I sinned, and done this evil ] in thy | sight; || that Thou might-
estbe justified when Thou speakest, and be | clear when | Thou judg- | est.
Behold, I was | shapen in | iniquity, || and in sin did my | mother con- | ceive — | me.
4 Behold, Thou desirest truth in the | inward [ parts; |] and in the hidden part Thou shalt )
make me | to know | wisdom.
Purge me with hyssop and I | shall be I clean; || wash me and I shall be ] whi — 1 ter than }
snow.
5 Make me hear | joy and | gladness, || that the bones which Thou hast | broken j may-
re- I joice.
Hide thy face | from my [ sins, || and blot | out all ] mine in- [ iquities.
6 Create in me a clean | heart, O | God, || and renew a right | spirit with- | in — ] me.
Cast me not | away | from thy | presence, || and take not thy | Holy | Spirit | from me.
7 Restore unto me the joy of | thy sal- [ vation, |1 and uphold me | with thy | free — | Spirit.
Then will I teach transgressors | thy — | ways, || and sinners shall be con- | verted | unto
I Thee.
8 Deliver me from blood-guiltiness, O God, Thou God of [ my sal- | vation, H and my tongue
shall sing aloud | of thy | righteous- | ness.
O Lord, open | Thou my | lips, || and my mouth shall [ shew forth I thy — | praise.
9 For Thou desirest not sacrifice, else
offering.
The sacrifices of God are a [ broken
wilt I not de- | spise.
10 Do good in thy good pleasure [ unto 1 Zion; |I build Thou the walls I of Je- | rusa- [ lem.
Then shalt Thou be pleased with the sacrifices of righteousness, with burnt offering and|i
whole burnt | offering; || then shall they offer bullocks | upon | thine — | altar.
Glory be to the Father, etc.
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spirit; || a broken and a contrite heart, O God, | Thou
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God be, merciful unto | us and | bless us, ||
And cause his | face to | shine up- | on us ;
That thy way may be | known upon | earth, ||
Thy saving | health a- | mong all | nations.
Let the people praise | Thee, O | God, ||
Let I all the | people | praise Thee.
O let the nations be glad and | sing for | joy, ||
For Thou shalt judge the people righteously and govern the [ nations
earth.
Let the people praise | Thee, O | God, ||
Let I all the | people | praise Thee.
Then shall the earth | yield her | increase, 1|
And God, even | our own | God, shall | bless us.
God I shall — | bless us, ||
And all the ends of the | earth shall | fear — | Him.
Glory be to the Father, etc.
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1 How amiable are thy | taber- | nacles, I|
0 I Lord— I of— I hosts!
2 My soul longeth, yea, even fainteth for the | courts of the | Lord;||
My heart and my flesh crieth out | for the | living | God.
3 Yea, the sparrow hath found an house, and the swallow a nest for herself, where
she may | lay her | young, |I
Even thine altars, O Lord of hosts, my | King — | and my | God.
4 Blessed are they that dwell | in thy | house ;||
Thev will be | still — | praising | Thee.
5 Behold, O | God our | shield, I|
And look upon the | face of | thine a- | nointed.
6 For a day in thy courts is better | than a | thousand. |I
1 had rather be a doorkeeper in the house of my God than to dwell in the | tents
of I wicked- | ness.
7 For the Lord God is a | sun and | shield ;||
The Lord will give grace and glory; no good thing will He withhold from | them
that I walk up- | rightly.
8 O I Lord of | hosts, ||
Blessed is the | man that | trusteth in | Thee.
Glory be to the Father, etc.
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From Beethoven. By J. Gossr.
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1 Lord, Thou hast been our | dwelUng | place || in | all — | gen-e- | rations.
Before the mountains were brought forth, or ever Thou hadst formed the earth
I and the | world, || even from everlasting to ever- | lasting | Thou art | God.
2 Thou turnest man | to de- | struction || and sayest, Re- | turn, ye | children of
( men.
For a thousand years in thy sight are but as yesterday | when it is | past |1 and as
a I watch — | in the | night.
3 Thou carriest them away as with a flood; they | are as a | sleep; || in the morn-
ing they are like | grass which | groweth | up;
In the morning it flourisheth and | groweth | up; || in the evening it is cut | down
and I wither- | eth.
4 For all our days are passed away ] in thy | wrath ; |I we spend our years as a j
tale — I that is | told.
The days of our years are threescore | years and | ten; || and if by reason of |
strength they be | fourscore | years,
5 Yet is their strength | labor and | sorrow, || for it is soon cut off | and we | fly
a- I way.
So teach us to | number our | days, || that we may apply our | hearts — | unto [
wisdom.
Glory be to the Father and | to the | Son || and | to the | Holy | Ghost,
As it was in the beginning, is now and | ev-er | shall be, || world without | end. — (
A I men.
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VENITE, EXULTEMUS DOMINO.
Dr. Boyce.
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1 O come, let us sing un- | to the | Lord; || let us make a joyful noise to the | rock
of I our sal- | vation.
Let us come before his presence | with thanks- | giving, I| and make a joyful
noise | unto | Him with | psalms.
2 For the Lord is a ] great — | God || and a great | King a- | bove all | gods.
In his hand are the deep places | of the | earth ; || the strength of the | hills is |
his — I also.
3 The sea is his | and He | made it, || and his hands | formed the | dry — | land.
6 come, let us worship | and bow | down, |1 let us kneel be- | fore the | Lord
our I maker.
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4 For He | is our | God, |1 and we are the people of his pasture and the [ sheep
of I his — I hand.
To-day if ye will hear his voice, harden not your hearts as in the provocation,
and as the day of temptation | in the | wilder- | ness, 1| when your fathers
tempted me | proved me and | saw my | work.
5 Forty years long was I grieved with this gene- | ration, and | said,
It is a people that do err in their heart and they | have not | known my | ways,
Unto whom I sware | in my | wrath.
That they should not | enter in- | to my | rest.
Glory be to the Father, etc.
CANTATE DOMINO.
Dr. Randall.
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O sing unto the Lord a | new — | song, || for He hath | done — | marvelous |
things;
His right hand and his | holy | arm H hath | gotten | Him the | victory.
The Lord hath made known | his sal- | vation; || his righteousness hath He
openly showed in the | sight — | of the ] heathen.
He hath remembered his mercy and his truth toward the | house of | Israel; ||
all the ends of the earth have seen the sal- | vation I of our I God.
Make a joyful noise unto the Lord, | all the | earth; || make a loud noise and
re- I joice — | and sing | praise.
Sing unto the Lord | with the | harp, || with the harp and the | voice — | of a |
psalm. ■
With trumpets and | sound of | cornet I| make a joyful noise be- | fore the |
Lord, the | King.
Let the sea roar and the | fulness there- j of, 1| the world and | they that | dwell
there- | in.
Let the floods clap their hands; let the hills be joyful together be- | fore the |
Lord; || for He | cometh to | judge the | earth.
With righteousness shall He | judge the | world, || and the | people | with — |
equity.
Glory be to the Father and | to the | Son || and | to the | Holy | Ghost,
As it was in the beginning, is now and | ever shall | be, || world without | end. — |
A ! men.
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1 It is a good thing to give thanks un- | to the \ Lord, J] and to sing praises unto
thy I name, — | O Most | High,
2 To show forth thy loving kindness | in the [ morning || and thy | faithfulness |
every | night,
3 Upon an instrument of ten strings and up- | on the | psaltery, || upon the harp |
with a I solemn | sound.
4 For Thou, Lord, hast made me glad | through thy | work; 1| I will triumph in
the I works — | of thy | hands. Glory be to the Father, etc.
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Psalm 100.
1 Make a joyful noise unto the Lord, | all ye | lands. || Serve the Lord with glad-
ness; come be- | fore his | presence with | singing.
Know ye that the Lord | He is | God; 1| it is He that hath made us, | and not |
we our- I selves;
2 We I are his | people j| and the | sheep — | of his | pasture.
Enter into his gates | with thanks- | giving, || and | into his | courts with | praise.
3 Be thankful | unto | Him, || and | bless — | his — | name.
For the Lord is good; his mercy is | ever- | lasting, || and his truth endureth to
I all — I gene- | rations. Glory be to the Father, etc.
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I Psalm 103.
1 Bless the Lord, | O my | soul, H and all that is within me | bless his | holy | name.
Bless the Lord, | O my | soul, || and forget not | all his | ben-e- | fits;
2 Who forgiveth all | thine in- | iquities; || who | healeth all | thy d'is- | eases;
Who redeemeth thy life | from de- | struction; j| who crowneth thee with loving
I kindness and ] tender | mercies.
3 The Lord hath prepared his throne | in the | heavens, || and his kingdom | ruleth |
over I all.
Bless the Lord, ye his angels, that ex- | eel in | strength, I| that do his com-
mandments, hearkening unto the | voice of — | his | word.
4 Bless ye the Lord, all | ye his | hosts, !| ye ministers of | his, that | do his | pleasure.
Bless the Lord, all his works, in all places of | his do- | minion; || bless the |
Lord, — I O my | soul. Glory be to the Father, etc
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I will lift up mine e^-es unto the hills, from whence | cometh my | help. |!
My help cometh from the Lord, | which made | heaven and | earth.
He will not suffer thy foot to be moved; He that keepeth thee | will
slumber. ||
Behold, He that keepeth Israel shall | neither | slumber nor | sleep.
The Lord is thy keeper; the Lord is thy shade upon | thy right | hand; 1|
The sun shall not smite thee by day | nor the | moon by | night.
The Lord shall preserve thee from all evil; He shall pre- | ser\-e thy | soul. ||
The Lord shall preserve thy going out and thy coming in from this time forth,
and I even for- | ever- | more.
Glorv be to the Father, etc.
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Lord.
1 I was glad when they said unto me, Let us go into the | house of the
Our feet shall stand within thy gates, | O Je- | rusa- | lem.
2 Jerusalem is builded | as a | city ||
That I is com- [ pact to | gether,
3 Whither the tribes go up, the tribes | of the ] Lord,l|
Unto the testimony of Israel, to give thanks | unto the | name of the | Lord.
4 For there are set | thrones of | judgment, [j
The I thrones of the | house of | David.
5 Pray for the peace | of Je- | rusalem; ||
They shall | prosper that | love — | Thee.
6 Peace be with- | in thy | walls 1|
And prosperity with- ] in thy | pala- | ces.
7 For my brethren and com- | panions' | sakes, ||
I will now say, | Peace be with- | in — | thee.
8 Because of the house of the | Lord our | God \\
I will I seek — | thy — | good.
Glory be to the Father and | to the | Son || and | to the | Holy | Ghost,
As it was in the beginning, is now and | ever shall | be, || world without | end. — |
A I men.
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1 Out of the depths have I cried unto | Thee, O
I voice.
2 Let thine ears | be at- | tentive || to the voice of my | suppli- | cations.
3 If Thou, Lord, shouldst | mark in- | iquities, || O | Lord, — | who shall | stand?
4 But there is for- | giveness | with Thee, || that | Thou — | mayest be | feared.
5 I wait for the Lord, my | soul doth | wait, I| and in his | word — | do I | hope.
6 My soul waiteth for the Lord more than they that watch | for the | morning; || I
say more than | they that | watch for the | morning.
7 Let Israel hope in the Lord, for with the Lord | there is | mercy, || and with |
Him is I plenteous re- \ demption.
8 And He shall re- | deem — | Israel 1| from | all — | his in- | iquities.
Glory be to the Father and | to the | Son || and | to the | Holy | Ghost,
As it was in the beginning,is now and | ever shall | be, || world without | end. — i
A I men.
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Wm. B. Bradbury.
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though he were | dead, yet | shall he | live.
2 And whosoever | liv | eth || and believeth in | Me shall | never | die.
3 None of us liveth to himself, and no man dieth | to him- | self; || for whether we
live, we live unto the Lord, and whether we die, we | die un- | to the | Lord;
4 Whether we live therefore or die, we | are the | Lord's; || for to this end Christ
both died and rose and revived, that He might be Lord | both of the | dead,
and I living.
5 And now is Christ risen | from the | dead, || and become the first- | fruits of j
them that | slept.
6 O death, where | is thy | sting ? || O grave, where | is thy | victo- | ry ?
7 Thanks be to God, which giveth | us the | victory || through our Lord | Jesus |
Christ. A- | men.
Glory be to the Father and | to the Son || and | to the | Holy | Ghost,
As it was in the beginning, is now and | ever shall | be, 1| world without | end. — |.
A I men.
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We praise Thee, we bless Thee, we | wor-ship 1 Thee, || we glorify Thee, we give thanks to [
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O Lord, the only-begotten Son,
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Thou that takest away the | sin of the world, [| have mercy | up-on — | us.
Thou that takest away the | sin of the | world, || re- [ ceive our | prayer.
Thou that sittest at the right hand of | God, the | Father, |j have mercy | up-on-
For Thou only | art— | holy, || Thou I only [ art the | Lord.
Thou only, O Christ, with the | Holy ] Ghost, || art most high in the | glory of
Father. 1| A | men.
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2 Just as I am, and | waiting | not
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To Thee, whose blood can | cleanse each
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O I Lamb of | God, | I come.
3 Just as I am, though | tossed a- | bout
With many a conflict, | many a | doubt,
Fighting and fears with- | in, with- | out,
O I Lamb of | God, | I come.
4 Just as I am, poor, | wretched, | blind,
Sight, riches, healing | of the | mind,
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O I Lamb of | God, | I come.
5 Just as I am Thou | wilt re- | ceive,
Wilt welcome, pardon, | cleanse, re- |
lieve;
Because thy promise | I be- | lieve,
O I Lamb of | God, | I come.
6 Just as I am; thy | love un- | known
Has broken every | barrier | down;
Now to be thine, yea, | thine a- | lone,
O 1 Lamb of | God, | I come.
Charlotte Elliott, 1836.
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RESPONSES IN THE COMMUNION SERVICE.
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GLORIA TIBI. No. 2.
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though he were | dead, yet | shall he | live.
And I whosoever | Hv | eth || and believeth in | Me shall | never | die.
None of us | liveth to himself, and no man dieth | to him- | self; || for whether we
live, we live unto the Lord, and whether we die, we | die un- | to the | Lord,
Whether | we live therefore or die, we | are the | Lord's; || for to this end Christ
both died and rose and revived, that He might be Lord | both of the | dead
and I living.
And I now is Christ risen | from the | dead, || and become the first- | fruits of |
them that | slept.
O I death, where | is thy | sting? |I O grave, where | is thy | victo- | ry?
Thanks | be to God, which giveth | us the | victory |1 through our Lord | Jesus
I Christ. A- | men.
Glory be to the Father, etc.
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But the grace of life im- | mortal ;
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When we pass its gloomy | portal.
Alleluia.
Jesus lives! | for us He died;
Then, alone to Jesus | living,
Pure in heart may we abide.
Glory to our Saviour | giving.
Alleluia.
GLORIA PATRI, No. 3.
Jesus lives! | our hearts know well
Naught from us his love shall | sever;
Life nor death nor powers of hell
Tear us from his keeping | ever.
Alleluia.
Jesus lives! | to Him the throne
Over all the world is | given;
May we go where He is gone.
Rest and reign with Him in | heaven.
Alleluia.
C. F. Gellert, 1757. Tr. by Frances E. Cox, 1841.
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thy will be done in | earth as it | is in | heaven.
Give us this day our | daily | bread, |J and forgive us our debts, as | we for- |
give our | debtors.
And lead us not into temptation, but deliver | us from | evil ; I| for thine is the
kingdom and the power and the glory, for- | ever and | ever. A- | men.
394
Doxologies.
L. M.
7s.
1 Praise God, from whom all blessings flow,
Praise Him, all creatures here below,
Praise Him above, ye heavenly host,
Praise Father, Son and Holy Ghost.
L. M. 6 lines.
2 To God the Father, God the Son
And God the Spirit, Three in One,
Be honor, praise and glory given,
By all on earth and all in heaven.
As was through ages heretofore,
Is now and shall be evermore,
c. M.
3 To Father, Son and Holy Ghost,
The God whom we adore,
Be glory as it was, is now
And shall be evermore,
c. M. D.
4 The God of mercy be adored,
Who calls our souls from death,
Who saves by his redeeming word
And new-creating breath ;
To praise the Father and the Son
And Spirit all-divine,
The One in Three and Three in One,
Let saints and angels join.
s. M.
5 To the eternal Three,
In will and essence One,
To Father, Son and Spirit be
Co-equal honors done.
H. M.
6 To God the Father's throne
Your highest honors raise.
Glory to God, the Son,
To God, the Spirit, praise;
With all our powers, eternal King,
Thy name we sing, while faith adores.
6s & 4S.
7 To God, the Father, Son
And Spirit, Three in One,
All praise be given;
Crown Him in every song.
To Him our hearts belong.
Let all his praise prolong
On earth, in heaven.
8 Sing we to our God above
Praise eternal as his love;
Praise Him, all ye heav'nly host,
Father, Son and Holy Ghost.
78. 6 lilies.
9 Praise the name of God most high,
Praise Him, all below the sky,
Praise Him, all ye heavenly host,
Father, Son and Holy Ghost;
As through countless ages past.
Evermore his praise shall last.
7S. D.
10 Praise our glorious King and Lord,
Angels waiting on his word.
Saints that walk with Him in white,
Pilgrims walking in his light;
Glory to th' eternal One,
Glory to his only Son,
Glory to the Spirit be
Now and through eternity.
8s & 7S.
11 Praise the Father, earth and heaven,
Praise the Son, the Spirit praise;
As it was and is, be given
Glory through eternal days.
8s, 7S & 4S.
12 Glory be to God the Father,
Glory to th' eternal Son;
Sound aloud the Spirit's praises,
Join the elders round the throne;
Hallelujah,
Hail the glorious Three in One.
7s & 6s.
13 Father, Son and Holy Ghost,
One God whom we adore,
Join we with the heavenly host
To praise Thee evermore;
Live, by heaven and earth adored.
Three in One and One in Three,
Holy, holy, holy Lord,
All glor>' be to Thee.
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14 To Father, Son and Spirit, ever blest,
Eternal praise and worship be addrest;
From age to age, ye saints, his name
adore, [no more.
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Index of Tunes.
Page.
Adeste Fideles P. M 36
Ahira S. M 24
Aletta 7s 164
Alexander L. M 264
Alexander...* S. M 820
Alexandria C. M 188
All Good Gifts 7s, 6s 288
All to Christ P. M 337
Alphege 7s, 6s... 20
Alton 8s, 7s, 4s 8
Amantus S. M 216
America 6s, 4s 282
Ames L. M 237
Amsterdam 7s, 6s. D. ...228
Anastasius I^. M 324
Angelica 8s, 7s, 4s 44
Angelic Song P. M 335
Angels L. M 234
Angelus 8s, 7s. 61 99
Angel Voices P. M 326
Antioch C. M 25
Anvern L. M 214
ApoUos S. M. D 263
Appelton L. M 213
Ariel C. P. M 210
Arlington C. M 327
Armenia CM 97
Arthur L. M 77
Arundel C. M 231
Ashwell L. M 252
Aurelia 7s, 6s. D. ...218
Austria 8s, 7s. D. ...196
Autumn 8s, 7s. 1). ... 98
Avon C. M 80
Azmon C. M 27
Baca L. M 91
Badea S. M 94, 344
Balerma C. M 200
Bankoke S. M 289
Barby C. M 166
Barkley 8s, 7s. 41 16
Batty 8s, 7s 278
Bavaria 8s, 7s, D 153
Baxter 6s 302
Bedell 7s 290
Bedford C. M 258
Beethoven L. M 286
Belmont C. M 204
Bemerton C. M. 199
Bera L. M 260
Berlin lO.s 219
Berwick C. AI 205
Bethany 6s, 4s 105
Bethune 7s, 6.s 155
Blumenthal 7s, D 169
Boardman C. M 90
Bonar S. M. 1) 12
Boush 8s, 7s, 61 48
Bowen L. M 319
Page.
Boylston S. M....182, 258
Braden 8. M 55
Bradford C. M 241
Brandenburg 7s, 8s, 7s 184
Brattlestreet C. M. D 187
Bray C. M 225
Bread of Life 6s, 4s 248
Brest 8s, 7s, 4s 10
Bridegroom P. M 346
Brightest and Best.:lls, 10s
Brown C. M...192, 310
Brownell L. M., 61....2;^0
Burford C. M 104
Busche L. M 269
Byefield C. M 51
Calvary 8s, 7s, 4s 116
Cambridge C. M 143
Caritas 8s, 7s, D 176
Carol C. M. D 35
Carol, Carol, Christians 336
Caswall 6s, 5s 112
Cherith C. M 276
Chimes C. M 82
China C. M 276
Chopin C. M... 61
Christmas C. M ...230
Christmas Eve 8s, Vs, D 332
Clarenden C. M 208
Clarion 7s 38
Clever 8s,6s,8s,4s.l47
Come, ye Disconso-
late lis, 10s 95
Communion 10s 248
Compline L. M.,61 325
Conqueror 6s, 4s 152
Cooke 8s, 7s 16
Coronae 8s, 7s, 4 151
Coronation C. M 139
Coronet 8s, 7s, L> 158
Coventry C. M 26
Cowper C. M 103
Craig 6s, 4s 277
Creation L. M. D 50
Cross and Crown. ...C. M 139
Crucifix 7s, 6s, D 253
Crusader's Hymn. ..P. M 328
Cutting 6s, 4s 75
Cyprian L. M 115
Cyprus 7s 235
Dallas 7s 292
Daliba L. M., 61... 15
Darley , L. M., 76
Darwall H. M.,136, 182
Dauchy 7s, D 364
Daughter of Zion ..lis 214
Dawn S. M 308
Dayman lOs 293
396
Page.
Dayspring 7s 292
Dedham C. M 40
Dedication C. M 261
De Fleury 8s, D 370-
Denfield CM 321
Dennis S. M 86-
Desire L. M... 17»
Devizes C M 6, 256
Diademata S. M. D 285-
Dijon 7s 148
Dix 7s. ,61 259'
Doddridge S. M 65-
Dort 68, 4s 248
Dover S. M 52,217
Downs C M 212
Dresden 8s, 7s, 7s.. ..127
Duke Street L. M 4,60
Dulce Carmen 8s, 7s, 61 134
Dundee C M 275.
Easter Hymn 7s 12^
Ebrard P. M 284
Ecclesia 8s, 7s, D 132
Eckhardtsheim C M 97
Eden 7s, 6s...ll9,367
Edna 8s, 7s 33"
Eisenach L. M lOg-
Elsabethtown C M 82
Ellesdie 8s, 7s, D 24ft
ElParan L. M 206-
Eltham 7s, D 66-
Elvey 7s, D 32
Elvey'sRest 8s, 4s 327
Endless Praises 7s 840
Ernan L. M 287
Evan C. M 81
Even Me 8s, 7s, 3s 345
Even Song 8s, 7s 812
Eventide 10s 140
Ewing 7s, 6s, .D.... 21
Faben 8s, 7s, D 365-
Faber 7s, D 16»
Fatherland 6s, 4s IS
Father, Lead Me 7s 344
Federal Street L. M 251
Felton 7s, 61 179'
Ferguson S.M 262
Firor 7s, 31 95
Forest L. M 242
P^rederick lis 863
Galilee L. M 92
Geer CM 161
Geneva P. M 25a
Geneva C M 204
Gerhardt 7s, 6s, I) 22
Germ.auv L. M.,261, 296.
lFn6et of Uunes.
397
Page.
Oethsemane 7s, 61 122
Gertrude CM. D 10
•Gilead L. M 286
Gilgal L. M 52
Give C. M 157
Gladstone L. M 269
Glad Tidings 10s, lis 38
Golden Hill S. M 198
Gorton S. M 17
Goshen Us 141,190
Gratitude L. M 297
Greatorex 7s, 61 121
Greenville 8s, 7s, 4s 323
Greenwood S. M 273
Grigg C. M 268
Gring ,...S. M 299
Grostete L. M 11
Guide 7s, D 164
Guidance 8s, 7s, D 117
Haddam H. M 208
Hall H. M 168
Halle 7s, 61 54
Hallett 7s, 61 149
Hamburg L. M 114
Happy Day L. M 243
Harlem Square S. M 368
Harmony Grove. ...L. M 46
Harwell 8s, 7s 7
Harwell 8&,7s,D 150
Harwich H. M 196
Haven 5s, 4s 107
Haven 7s, 41 126
Haydn S. M 64
Hayes 7s 124
Heavenly Father...7s, 5s 250
Heber C. M 185
Hebron L. M 306
Heidelberg C. M 43
HeLeadeth Me L. M 227
Helena C. M 200
Helfenstein CM Ill
Hendon 7s 128, 180
Henlev lis, 10s 18
Henry C M 183
Hermann C M 224
Hermon C M 309
Higbee L. M....t 108
Holley 7s 257
Holllngside 7s, D 120
Holy Cross C M 354
Holy Night Carol &36
Home lis 362
Hopkins 10s 56
Horton 7s 124
Houghton 10s, lis 3C6
Howard C M 265
Hurslev L. M 307
Hyatt L.M 207
I am coming P. M- 348
I am Jesus' little
lamb P. M 331
Ilia L. M 83
I need Thee every Hour 360
Iteger lis, 5s 6
Invitation C M. D 353
Italian Hymn 6s, 4s 220
I think when 1 read 346
Page. |
Jazer C M 29
Jerusalem C M 212
Jesus loves Me 8s, 7s 328
Jewett 6s, D 96
Judea C M 232
Judgment Hymn. ..P. M 14
Keep Thou my Way S. M, D....229
Kenan 7s 138
Kentucky S. M 300
Kirke L. M 162
Kozeluch 7s 303
Kuecken 7s 118, 302
Laban S. M 226
Lake Enon S. M 223
Lanesboro C M 143
Langran 10s 125
Last Beam P. M 308
Laud C M 137
Lebanon S. M, D 345
Leighton S. M 45
Lenox H. M 41
Life 8s, 7s, 7s.. ..360
Lisbon S. M 74
Lischer H. M 135
Logos 6s, 4s 369
Long Home 7s, 8s, 7s. ...172
Longwood lis 142
Louvan L. M 146
Love C. M 177
Love Divine L.M 236
Loving Kindness... L. M 295
Luther P. M 79
Luther S. M 198
Luton L. M....140, 296
Lutzen C M 268
Lux Benigna 10s, 4s 226
Lyons 10s, lis 202
Lyte • 6s, 4s 349
Magdalene C. M 238
Magill lis 12
Maidstone 7s, D 49
Maitland C. M Ill
Manoah C M 98
Market Street S. M 270
JNIarlow C M 173
Martyn 7s, D 88
Maud P. M 326
May 6s, 4s 106
Mear C M 275
Medfield C M 58
Medway L. M 295
Mehul 7s, 6s 169
Meinhold 7s, 8s, 7s.. ..277
Melita L. M. 61 194
Melton 10s 249
Mendelssohn 7s, D 34
Mendon L. M. 173,206
Mercy 7s 123
Meribah C. P. M 30
Merton CM 144
Messiah „7s, D 290
Middleton 8s, 7s, D 73
Migdol L.M 154
Miles Lane C M 282
Miriam 7s, 6s, D 87
Missionary Chant..L. M 59,262
Page.
Missionary Hymn.7s, 6s, D.... 70
Mission Song 8s, 7s, D 72
Monklaud 7s 266
Monson C M 260
Moore S. M 64
More Love 6s, 4s 179
Mornington S. M...222, 350
Moultrie ....8s, 7s, D 175
Mozart 7s 149
Munich 7s, 6s, D 32
My Redeemer P. M 356
Xaille S. M 44
Namur L. M 113
Naomi C M 2U1
Nauford P. M 254
Navarin C M 241
Neale 10s, 6s 122
Neander P. M 294
Near the Cross P. M r.47
Nestor Chant L. M 361
Nettleton 8s, 7s, D 324
New Haven 6s, 4s. ..245, 322
New Year's Hymn. P. M 48
Nicea P. M 168
None but Jesus P. M 359
Nottingham C M 40
Nunda L. M. D 66
Oberlin L. M 304
Old 124th lis. 10s 18
Old Hundred L. M 4,317
Old; Old Story 7s," 6s, D 341
Olives Brow L. M 252
Olivet 6s, 4s 203
Olivet L. M 105
Olmutz S. M 223
Olney S. M 161
Onido 7s, D 5
Oriel L. M 92, 274
Orland L. M 195
Orrington S. M 197
Ortonville CM 178
Osgood 8s, 7s, 4s 101
Osman S. M 300
Otto 8s, 7s, D 54
Our Leader 6s, 5s 829
Our Lord Hath Arisen 388
Our Ruler 8s, 7s, 7s 238
Ozrem S. M 24
Paraclete 7s, 5s 167
Paradise P. M 31
Park Street L. M 47
Paschal 7s, D 130
Passion Chorale 7s, 6, D 118
Pass Me Not 8s, 5s 352
Patria H. M 288
Paulina ...lis 279
Pax Dei 10s 323
Peace S. M 192
Pentonville S. M 197
Pentz 7s. 61 170
Peter boro C M 225
Philbrook Ss, 7s, D....302
Phillips CM 188
Phuvah C M 2:33
Pilesgrove L. M 270
Pilot 7s 61 350
398
•ffn^ei ot Znncs.
Page.
Pleyel's Hymn 7s 89, 234
Precious Name 8s, 7s 854
Promise 8s, 7s, D 150
Providence P. M 366
Prudent 8s, 7s 330
Rapture C. P. M 812
Rathbun 8s, 7s 102
Raven S. M. D 156
Rebough S. M 180
Redliead 7s 120
Refuge 7s, D 88
Regent Square 8s, 7s 7, 174
Remsen C. M 36
Rest L. M 272
Resurrection 7s, 6s, D 128
Resurrection Joy ....lis, 12s.., 188
Rescue the Perishing 858
Retreat L. M 818
Rhine C. M 211
Ripley 8s, 7s, D 219
Ripple 6s 344
R o c k i n g li a m
(Mason) L. M 248
Rockingham
(Webbe) L. M 115
Rolland L. M 163
Rosedale L. M 370
Rosefield 7s, 61.. 53
Rothwell L. M 6S
Russian Hymn L. M 286
Sabbath 7s, 61 801
Safe in the Arms 848
St. Agnes O. M 34
St. Albans 6s, 5s, D 74
St. Albinus 7s, 8s, 4s. ...,187
St. Ann's C. M 191
St. Brides S. M 273
St. Chad 8s, 7s, D 100
St. Cross L. M 126
St. Cyprian lis 112
St. Drostane L. M 77
St, Finbar 8s 112
St. Gertrude 6s, 5s 380
St.Hilda 7s, 63, D 851
St. Jerome L. M 306
St. John CM 256
St. John's C. M 267
St. Joseph 8s, 7s, 7s 93
St. Leonard C. M. 1) 314
St, Lucian 6s, 5s 104
St. Martin ..7s 166
St. Martin's CM 62
St. Olaf. S.M 162
St. Oswald 8s, 7s 244
St. Peter C M 178
St. Stephen's C M 191
St. Theodulph 7s, 6s 108
St. Thomas S. M 215
St. Vincent L. M 305
Salvatori 7s, 6s 184
Salzburg 8s, 7s, 4s 88
Samson L. M 264
Page.
Santolius 8s, 7s, D....247
Saxony 8s, 7s 153
Schaeffer C M 321
Schilling P. M 334
Schubert 8s, 7s 283
Schuman S. M 299
Scotland 12s 28
Scudamore 7s 245
Seasons L. M 186
Seelye 8s, 7s, D 160
Segur 8s, 7s, 4s 228
Seir S. M 239
Selvin S. M 216
Sessions L. M 287
Seymour 7s 90
Shawmut S. M 17
Shepherd 8s, 7s, 4s 147
Shining Shore P. M 855
Shirland S. M 108
Sicily 8s, 7s. ..: 238
Siloam C M 240
Silver Street S. M 320
Skyles S. M 23
Smile Praises Carol 388
Solid Rock L. M. D 8
Solway C M 184
Something for
Jesus 6s, 4s 106
Song 8s, 5s 244
Southminster 7s 48
Spanish Hymn 7s, D 89
Spohr .' C M. D 231
Stanton S. M 86
State Street S. M 68
Steele 8s, 7s, 4s 78
Stella L. M.D 47
Sterling L. M 194
Stillingfleet S. M 254
Stillwater 10s, lis 148
Stockwell 8s, 7s 313
Stonefield L. M 76
S-;per 12s, lis 60
Sutherland H. M 266
Swan wick C M 189
Sweet hour of Pray-
er L. M. D 371
Tallis' Evening
Hymn L. M 804
Talmar 8s, 7s 116
Tampico C M 189
Tappan C M 220
Taylor 8s, lis 30
Tell it out P. M 68
Tell the story 7s, 6s, D 342
Tempestas S^data..8s, 3s 56
Thanksgiving
Hymn 10s 281
Thatcher S. M 193
There is a Green
Hill C M. D 340
There's a Friend P. M 831
The Roseate Hues..C M. D 311
The Story of L,ove..7s, 6s, D 829
Toplady 7s, 61 102
Page.
Trinity L. M 171
Truro L. M 50,186.
Trusting 7s 35S
Tulford 7s, D 291
Uxbridge L. M.
.186.
Valeland C M 211
Valentia C. M UO-
Van Hall's Hymn..L. M 26
Varina C M. D 315
Vesper Hymn 8s, 7s D 20S
Victory 8s, 4s 131
Vigil S. M 274
Vigils C M 25S
Vox Dilecti C M. D 31t>
Waken Christian
Children 833
Walsal CM 41
Walter CM 31
Waltham 8s, 7s, 61 265-
Ward L. M 1»
Ware L. M 93
Wareham L. M 67
Warsaw H. M 287
Wartburg L. M 318
Warwick C M 29$
Wasserquelle 8s, 7s, D 159
Watchman S.M 239
Watchman,Tellus.7s, D 14
We will Carol 389
Webb 7s, 6s, D..58,71
Webster L. M 180
Weller 8. M 221
Wellerd L. M 174
Wellesley 8s, 7s 89
Wells L. M 868
Welton L. M. ...85, 145-
Wesley lis, 10s 42
What a Friend 8s, 7s, D 852
While Shepherds 333
Whitefield S. M 160
Whiter than Snow 357
Williamson S. M 145
Willoughby C P. M 78
Wilmot 8s, 7S...100, 181
Winchester L. M 20'
Windham L. M 250-
Wirtemburg 7s 132:.
Wonderful Words..P. M 343
Woodland CM 371
Woodstock C M 57
Woodworth L. M. 84
Work Song P.M 75
Yoakley i^. M., 61 65-
Zephyr L. M 94, 271
Zerah C M 87
Zion 8s, 7s, <ls..9, 73.
Index of Meters,
li. M.
Pagk.
Alexander 264
Ames 237
Anastasius 324
Angels 234
Anvern 214
Appleton 213
Arthur 77
Ashwell 252
Baca
91
Beexboven 236
Bera 260
Bowen 319
Busche 269
Cyprian
Darley ...
.115
Desire 170
Duke Street 4, 60
Eisenach 109
El Paran
Ernan
206
.237
Federal Street 251
Forest 242
Galilee 92
Germany 261, 296
Gilead 286
Gilgal 52
Gladstone 269
Gratitude 297
Grostete 11
Hamburg 114
Happy Day .243
Harmonj- Grove 46
Hebron. ."; 306
HeLeadethMe 227
Higbee 108
Hursley 307
Hyatt 207
Ilia 83
Kirke.
.162
Louvan 146
Love Divine 2-86
Loving Kindness 295
Luton 140, 296
Medway 295
Mendon 173, 206
Migdol 154
Missionary
Chant 59,262
Namur 113
^.'estor Chant .361
Oberlin 304
Old Hundred 4, 317
Olives Brow 252
Olivet 105
Page.
Oriel 92,274
Orland 195
Park Street 47
Pilesgrove 270
Rest 272
Retreat 318
Rockingham
(Mason) 243
Rockingham
(Webbe) 115
Rolland 163
Rosedale 370
Rothwell 68
Russian Hymn 286
St. Cross 126
St. Drostane 77
St. Jerome 306
St. Vincent 305
Samson 264
Seasons 186
Sessions 287
Sterling 194
Stonefield 76
Tallis'Evening
Hymn 304
Trinity 171
Truro 50, 136
Uxbridge 186
Van Hall's Hymn... 26
Ward" 19
Ware 93
Wareham 67
Wartburg 318
Webster....: 180
Wellerd 174
Wells 868
Welton 85,145
Winchester 20
Windham 250
Woodworth 84
Zephyr 94,271
Tj. M., 6 lines.
Brownell J230
Compline 325
Dalliba 15
Melita 194
Yoakley 65
li. >I., Double.
Creation 50
Nunda 66
Solid Rock 8
Stella 47
Sweet Hour of
Prayer 371
CM.
Page.
Alexandra 188
Antioch 25
Arlington 327
Armenia 97
Arundel 231
Avon 80
Azmon 27
Balerma 200
Barby 166
Bedford 258
Belmont 204
Bemerton 199
Berwick 205
Boardman 90
Bradford 241
Bray 225
Brown 192,310
Burford 104
Byefleld 51
Cambridge 143
Cherith 276
Chimes 82
China 276
Chopin 61
Christmas 230
Clarenden 208
Coronation 139
Coventry 26
Cowper 103
Cross and Crown 139
Dedham 40
Dedication 261
Denfield 321
Devizes 6,256
Downs .212
Dundee 275
Eckhardtsheim 97
Elizabethtown 82
Evan 81
Geer 161
Geneva 204
Give 157
Grigg 268
Heber 185
Heidelberg 43
Helena 200
Helfenstein Ill
Henry 183
Hermann 224
Hermon 309
Holy Cross 354
Howard 265
Jazer 29
Jerusalem 212
Judea 232
PagB.
Lanesboro 143
Laud 137
Love 177
Lutzen 26&
Maitland Ill
Magdalene 23&
Manoah 98
Marlow 17a
Mear 275
Medfield 58
Merton 144
Miles Lane 282
Monson 260
Naomi 201
Navarin 241
Nottingham 40
Ortonville 178
Peterboro 225
Phillips 188
Phuvah 23a
Remsen 36
Rhine 211
St. Agnes 34
St. Ann's 191
St. John 256
St. John's 267
St. Martin's 62
St. Peter 178
St. Stephen's 191
Schaefler 321
Siloam 240
Solway 184
Swanwick 189
Tampico 189
Tappan .220
Valeland 211
Valentia 110
Vigils 255
Walsal 41
Walter 31
Warwick 298
AVoodland o71
Woodstock 57
Zerah 37
C. 31., Double.
Brattlestreet 187
Carol 35
Gertrude 10
Invitation 358
St. Leonard 314
Spohr ^1
399
400
Hn^cx ot /iDeters.
Page.
There is a Green
Hill 340
Tlie Roseate Hues. ..311
Varina 315
VoxDilecti 316
C. P. M.
Ariel. 210
Meribah 30
Rapture 312
Willoughby 78
S. M.
Ahira 24
Alexander 820
Amantus 216
Badea 94,344
Bantoke 239
Boylston 182, 258
Braden 55
Dawn 308
Dennis 86
Doddridge 65
Dover 52,217
Perguson 262
Golden Hill 198
Gorton 17
Greenwood 273
Gring 299
Harlem Square 368
Haydn 64
Kentucky 300
Laban 226
Lake Enon 223
Leighton 45
Lisbon 74
Luther 198
Market Street 270
Moore 64
Mornington 222, 850
Naille 44
Olmutz 223
Olney 161
Orrington 197
Osman 300
Ozrem 24
Peace 192
Pentonville 197
Rebough 130
St. Brides 273
St. Olaf 102
St. Thomas 215
Schuman 299
Seir 289
Selvin 216
Hhawmut 17
Shirland 103
Silver Street 820
Skyles 23
Starrton 86
■State Street 63
Stiliingfleet 254
Thatcher 193
Page.
Vigil 274
Watchman 239
Weller 221
Whitefield 160
Williamson 145
S. M., Double.
ApoUos 263
Bonar 12
Diademata 285
Keep Thou my Way .229
Lebanon 345
Raven 156
H. M.
Darwall 136, 182
Haddam 298
Hall 168
Harwich 196
Lenox 41
Lischer 135
Patria 288
Sutherland 266
Warsaw 287
5s, 4s.
Haven 107
6s.
Baxter.... 362
Ripple 344
6s, Double.
Jewett 96
6s, 4s.
America ..282
Bethany 105
Bread of Life 248
Conqueror 152
Craig 277
Cutting 75
Dort 284
Fatherland 13
Italian Hymn 220
Logos 369
Lyte 349
May 1C6
More Love 179
New Haven 245,322
Olivet 203
Something for Jesusl06
6s, 5s.
Caswall 112
Our Leader 329
St. Albans 74
St. Gertrude 330
St.Lucian 104
Page.
7s.
Aletta 164
Bedell 290
Clarion 33
Cyprus 235
Dallas 292
Dayspring 292
Dijon 148
Easter Hymn 129
Endless Praises 344
Father lead me 344
Haven 126
Hayes 124
Hendon 128, 180
Holley 257
Horton 124
Kenan 188
Kozeluch 303
Kuecken 118, 302
Mercy 123
Monkland 266
Mozart 149
Pleyel's Hymn. ..89, 234
Redhead 120
Scudamore 245
Seymour 90
Southminster 48
St. Martin 166
Trusting 353
Wlrtemberg 1.82
7s, 3 lines.
Firor 95
7s and 5s.
Heavenly Father 250
Paraclete 167
7s, 6 lines.
Dix 259
Felton , 179
Gethsemane 122
Greatorex 121
Halle 54
Hallett 149
Pentz 170
Pilot 350
Rosefield 53
Sabbath 301
Toplady 102
7s, Double.
Blumenthal 169
Dauchy 364
Elth&m 66
Elvey 32
Faber 165
Guide 164
HoUingside 120
Page.
Maiiistone 49
Martyn 88
Mendelssohn 34
Messiah 290
Onido 5
Paschal 130
Refuge 88
Spanish Hymn 89
Tulford 291
Watchman, Tell us.. 14
7s and 6s.
All good Gifts 288
Alphege 20
Amsterdam 228
Aurelia 218
Bethune 155
Crucifix 253
Eden 119,367
Ewing 21
Gerhardt 22
Mehul 109
Miriam 187
Missionary Hymn... 70
Municn ,82
Old, Old Story 341
Passion Chorale 118
Resurrection 128
St. Hilda 351
St. Theodulph 108
Salvatori 134
Tell the Story 342
The Story of Love. ..329
Webb 58,7.1
78, 8s, 4s.
St. Albinus 137
78, 8s, 7s.
Bradenburg 184
Long Home 172
Meinhold 277
88.
DeFleury 370
St. Finbar 112
8s and 3s.
Tempestas Sedata... 56
8s, 4s.
Elvey's Rest 327
Victory 131
Ss, 5s.
Pass me not 352
Song 244
8s, 6s., Ss, 4s.
Clever 147
S.S, 7s.
Barkley 16
Batty 278
1
IFnDei of /iDeters^
Page.
Cooke 16
Edna 39
Even Song 312
Jesus Loves Me 328
Precious Name 354
Prudent 330
Rathbun 102
St. Oswald 244
Saxony 153
Sicily 233
Stockwell 313
Talmar 116
Wellesley 89
Wilmot 100,181
Ss, 7s. 6 lines.
Angelus 99
Boush 43
Dulce Carmen 134
Harwell 150
Regent Square 7, 174
Waltham 265
8s, 7s, Double.
Austria 196
Autumn 98
Bavaria 153
Caritas 176
Christmas Eve 332
Coronet 158
Ecclesia 132
Faben 365
Guidance 117
Harwell 7
Middleton 73
Mission Song 72
Moultrie 175
Nettleton 324
Otto 54
Philbrook 302
Promise 150
Ripley - 219
Santolius 247
Page.
Schubert 283
Seelye 160
St. Chad 100 !
Vesper Hymn 203 |
Wasserqu-elle 159
What a Friend 352
8s, 78, 3s.
Even Me 345
'8s, 78, 48.
Alton 8
Angelica 44
Brest 10
Calvary 116
Coronae 151
Greenville 323
Osgood 101
Salzburg 33
Segur 228
Shepherd 147
Steele 78
Zion 9, 73
88, 78, 7s.
Dresden 127
Life 360
Our Ruler 238
St. Joseph 93
8s, lis.
Taylor 30
lOs.
Berlin 219
Communion 248
Dayman 293
Eventide 140
Hopkins 56
Langran 125
Melton 249
Pax Dei 323
Thanksgi ving
Hymn 281
Page.
lOs, 48.
Lux Benigna 2/6
108, 68.
Neale 122
10s, lis.
Glad Tidings 38
Houghton 366
Lyons 202
Stillwater 148
lis.
Daughter of Zion 214
Frederick 363
Goshen 141,190
Home 362
Longwood 142
Magill 12
Paulina 279
St. Cyprian 112
lis, 5s.
Integer 6
lis, 10s.
Come, Ye Disconso-
late 95
Henley 18
Old 124th 18
Wesley 42
lis, 13s.
Resurrection Joy 138
Via.
Scotland 28
138, lis.
Super 60
P.M.
Adeste Fideles 86
All to Christ 837
401
Page*
Angelic Song 3.S5
Angel Voices 326
Bridegroom 346
Carol, Carol, Chris-
tians 336
Crusader's Hymn. ..328
Ebrard 284
Geneva 253
Holy Night: 336
I Am Coming 348
1 Am Jesus' Little
Lamb 331
I Need Thee Every
Hour 360
I think when I read.346
Judgment Hymn 14
Last Beam 308
Luther 79
Maud 326
My Redeemer 356
Nauford 254
Neander 294
Near the Cross 347
New Year's Hymn.. 48
Nicea 168
None but Jesus 359
Our Lord Hath
Arisen 338
Paradise 31
Providence 36e
Rescue the Perish-
ing .358
Safe in the Arms 348
Schilling 334
Shining Shore 355
Smile Praises 338
Tell it out 68
There's a Friend 331
Waken, Christian
Children 3S3
We will Carol 339
While Shepherds ...333
Whiter than Snow..857
Wonderful Words ..343
Work Song 75
)3
52a
;i5
65
45.
3a
19
>2
6
Index of Subjects,
THE FIGURES REFER TO THE HYMNS
Adoption 123, 333, 402, 484
Adoration 52, 59, 60, 415 to 420
Afflictions 173, 3»7, 529, 731
Almsgiving. (See Charity.)
Ascension 299 to 314
Aspiration 118, 810, 478, 488, 491
Aspiration for grace 157, 380
Assurance..20, 184, 366, 380, 381, 383
Atonement 207, 210, 376, 377, 473
Baptism.493 to 501, 504^ 505, 511, 512
Burial ,^^...b71 to 594
Charity 346, 347, 353, 361, 447
Children 685 to 721
Christ, abiding in 472, 515, 531
"us 107,217,
278, 279, 410, 743
" adoration of..60, 209, 308,
310, 312, 351, 453
" first advent of. 44 to 88
" second advent of. 3 to 32
" Advocate 291, 299, 308
•• all in all 124,199,220,
351, 371, 412 to 414, 452, 674
" ascension of 299 to 314
" blood of 159, 229, 245, 47?
" childhood of. 125, 691
•• circumcision of 94, 95
•• compassion of 48,174,
187, 400, 647
•• the corner-stone.... 550 to 552
••^ crucifixion of.. ..231, 234,
236, 238, 241, 253
•• divinity of.52, 74, 88, 116,
212, 218, 475
" hmnanity of..95, 116, 178,
187, 400, 418
*• the Judge. ..15, 31, 32, 53,
181, 415
♦' " King 108, 109, 119,
132, 271, 280, 286,
300 to 302, 306, 311, 415
" Lamb of God 161,168,
176, 227, 242, 676
•• the life..l06, 257, 366, 452, 687
" " light..24, 40, 101, 113,
486, 684, 686, 687
•• love Of..l02, 183, 215, 216,
251, 355, 356, 365
*• love t0..182, 201, 210, 246,
350, 352, 354, 565, 708
* ' manifestation of. 98 to 113,
122, 129
" the pattem..270, 400, 401,
418, 419
•• presence of...294, 316, 365
534, 690
Christ, the Priest 207, 421
" " Prince of Peace. 51,
61, 165, 314, 483
" Prophet 270
" Redeemer.. .244, 281,
291, 309, 718
our refuge... 49, 115, 124,
173, 177, 196, 202,
205, 208, 283, 284
resurrection of. 257 to 275,
705 to 707
rest in grave 248, 249,
252 to 254, 256
sacrifice of 88, 41, 189,
209, 223, 231, 235, 236
the Shepherd.. ..270, 283,
290, 292, 293, 295, 467
sufferings of.l54, 224, 225,
231,234to236, 240, 247, 521
temptation of... ..178, 388, 418
triumphal entry of ..219 to 222
union with. 396, 397, 427,
429, 452
Christian encouragement 162,371,
375, 470, 473 to 475
fellowship 276,357,
360, 370
" privileges ....123, 183,
288, 289, 491, 493
" securityof the...287to
289, 461, 484
Christmas 61 to 88, 697 to 704
Church, the 431 to 446
glory of the. 432, 433, 437,
441, 442
triumph of. 141, 142, 434,
435, 454
Closing hymns. 1656, 679, 680, 688, 704
Communion, the Holy. .412, 517, 546
' ' preparation for. 522
to 525, 528
of saints. 360, 426 to
429, 656
with God. 499, 502.
503,506 to 509,514 to 516
Confession of sin... 175, 403, 428,
460, 524, 533
Confirmation. ..499, 502, 508, 506
to 599, 514 to 516
Conformity to Christ. ..459, 460,
477, 478
Consecration of church.. ..563 to 570
personal...232, 410,
411, 514, 542, 626
Conversion 457, 717, 718, 728, 753
Corner-stone laying 558 to 563
Covenant, the 2n4, 493, 496
Cross, of Christ 205, 207, 226,
236, 237, 712, 721, 730
402
Decision 499, 503, 505
Delay 740, 741, 743
Easter hymns. ..257 to 275, 705 to 707
Eternity 27, 28, 30, 71^
Evening 636, 640 to 644, 646 to
652, 659, 660
Faith 110, 363, 364, 367 to 371,
407, 429, 73a
Forgiveness 169, 172, 395, 466, 631
God, attributes of 339, 342, 405
confidence in 372 to 387
Creator 389, 67a
fortress 153,37*
" love of. 348, 349, 359, 42S
'' merciful " 359, 409 to 411'
our refuge 379, 382, 392,
431 to 435
Gospel the 710, 711, 713
Grace 162, 203, 377, 378, 393,
398, 399, 408, 716
Gratitude 422 to 425, 489, 620 to 625
Harvest 597, 598, 600, 602, 611,
613, 614, 616 to 619
" spiritual 120, 557
Heaven 35 to 39, 55, 651, 661,
714, 715, 76a
" blessedness of. ..468. 479,
480, 714, 71S
" home in 27,482,593,
714, 76a
" longing for..35 to 39, 479,
480, 49i
" worship of. ..481, 485, 487,
537, 685, 754
Holiness 80, 123, 325, 326
Holy Spirit 317 to 33a
' • the Comforter . . . 296,
318, 327, 333, 39a
" descent of ...317, 320,
325, 327
" guide..318, 328, 390,
464 to 467, 469
'• promised... 296, 298, 313
" renewing 317 to
325, 331, 389, 390, 474
■' " sanctifying 326,
330, 332, 389, 391
Hope 41, 155, 366, 407, 439, 48&
Humanity. 166, 170, 171, 174, 403, 54a
Installation 548, 557, 754
Invitation 541, 731, 733, 758.
Jerusalem, the new 35 to 38.
50, 274, 43a
Justification. (See Faith.)
•ffnbex of Subjects^
403
Lent 153 to 219
Litany hymns 179, 191, 206,
245, 329, 390, 650
Lord's Day 633, 637, 645, 671, 673
" Supper. (See Holy Commun-
ion.)
Love 347 to 350, 353, 357, 360
Man, fallen 49, 58, 211, 156, 163
to 167, 189
Marriage 750, 751
Mercy-seat 190, 197, 627, 661,
672, 729, 732
Ministry, the 433, 445, 447,
548 to 557
Missions ." 117 to 142
Morning 620 to 635, 639, 655, 658
New Year ...89 to 93, 669
Obedience 378, 424, 492, 514, 544
Opening hymns 663 to 668,
681, 682
Ordination... 150, 433, 548 to 556, 754
Passion hymns 219 to 256
Penitence 160, 162, 173, 174,
179, 198, 522 to 525
Pilgrimage 200, 491, 734, 744
Prayer 446, 451, 654, 716, 729.
732, 759
Providence...47, 51, 409, 411, 635, 748
Regeneration. (See Holy Spirit
renewing.)
Repentance 169, 171, 180, 194, 530
Resignation 382 to 387, 744, 745
Rest 28, 29, 218, 239, 440, 444,
687, 731, 760
Resurrection. ...14, 16, 17, 21, 26,
31, 53, 261, 273, 285
Saints, blessedness of.. .426, 427,
485, 487, 746, 754, 755, 760
' ' communion of ...436, 438,
440, 476, 478, 742
Salvation 49, 117, 238, 439, 740
Sea, at 725, 726
Self-denial.. .419, 470 to 475, 514, 741
Soldiers, Christian 136, 429,
462, 463, 465, 683
Star of Bethlehem.... 72, 87, 100, 128
Submission 121, 192, 193, 250,
385, 386, 716
Temperance. ..419, 717, 723, 730,
736, 737, 748, 758
Tempest stilled 103, 105, 114
Thanksgiving 595 to 619, 624, 62a
harvest. ..597, 598.
600,602, 611,
613, 614, 616 to 61^
" national...599, 605
to 610, 615-
Trials 381 to 383, 431, 465^
Trinity, adoration of 334 to 345.
Trust in Christ... 166 to 171, 454,
464, 465, 730
" " God....458, 459,472,490,
491, 530, 646, 649
Union, Christian. ..360, 396, 483,
532, 543, 662
Victory 263,306
Warfare..456, 462, 463, 470 to 476, 693
Warning. (See Invitation.)
Watchfulness 450, 456, 562 to 564
Word of God 120, 158, 391, 688
Work, Christian 121, 137, 138,
144, 353 to 357, 361
Worship 237, 406, 6-54, 670, 672
joy in. ..357, 360, 362, 437, 438
Year, New 89, 92 to 97
" close of 90, 91, 379, 583
" of jubilee 57, 63
Zion, triumphant 141, 142
J
Index of Authoes.
[The date here given is that of the Author's birth. In a few instances, indicated by
the probable date of the composition is given. Translations are marked, tr.]
Adams, Sarah F. Mrs. (1805), 214.
Addison, J. (1672), 409.
Alderson, Eliza S. (1868*), 346.
Alexander, C. F. (1823), 80, 159, 252, 315, 655.
Alford, Henry. (1810), 94, 129, 397, 480, 613.
Alfred, King. (849), 638.
Allen, Oswald. (1816?), 323.
Allen, G. N (1849*), 226.
Allen, James. (1734), 237, 754.
Ambrose. (340), 809, 341, 639.
Anderson, M. F. Mrs. (1819), 134.
Anstice, Joseph. (1808), 440.
AUBER, Harriet. (1773), 127,296.
Baker, Francis. (1616), 430.
Baker, Henry W. (1821), 88 tr., 454, 633, 714, 751.
Bakewell, Thos. (1721), 308.
Baring-Gould, S. (1&34),693.
Barbauld, a. L. Mrs. (1743), 571, 617.
Bathurst, Wm. H. (1796), 33, 368.
Baxter, Richard, (1615), 375.
Baxter, Lydia. (1809), 733.
Beadon, H. W. ( ), 43, 103, 122.
Beddome, Benj. (1717), 112, 146, 172, 174, 220, 231, 289,
821, 322, 503, 550.
Bernard of Clairvaux (1091), 108, 420.
Bernard of Morlaix (1122), tk. by Jno. M.
Neale, 35, 86, 37, 38.
Bethune, Geo. W. (1805), 312, 577.
Bickersteth, Ed. H. (1825), 428, 546.
Bliss, P. P. (1888), 713.
Bode, John E. (1816), 457.
BoDEN, James. (1757), 676.
BONAR, H. (1808), 19, 42, 50, 176, 193, 249, 874, 518, 593,
717, 731.
BoNAR, Mrs. (1811), 20.
BoRTHWiCK, Jane. (1813), 753, tr.
BOWRING, John. (1792), 22, 207, 859, 745.
Bridges, M. (1800), 8a5, 890, 604.
Browne, S. (1680), 326.
Brown, P. H. Mrs. (1788), 654.
Brown, Wm. (1822*), 671.
Bruce, Michael. (1746), 584.
Bryant, W. C. (1794), 147, 564.
Bunting, Wm. F. ( ), 153, tr.
BURDSALL, R. (1735), 49.
Campbell, Thomas. (1777), 84.
Campbell, R. (1850), 261, tr.
Campbell, F. M. Miss. ( ), 611.
Carlyle, Jos. D. (1759), 533.
Gary, Phoebe. (1820), 649.
Caswall, E. (1814), 170,209 TR., 229 TR.,852, 889 tr.,
420tr.,494tr.,625 tr.
Cawood, John. (1775), 69, 158.
Cennick, John. (1718), 482.
Chambers, J. D. ( ), 643.
Chamberlain, T. ( ),483.
Chamberlain, John. (1806), 11, 46, 181, 809, 357t
562 TR.
Charles, Elizabeth. (1828), 347, 706.
Clarke, Thos. (1801).
Clement of Alexandria. (200), 512.
Claudius, Matthias. (1740), 611.
CODNER, E. (1861*), 718.
Collins, Henry. (1852), 230.
COLLYER, W. B. (1782), 21, 131, 758.
CONDER, JosiAH. (1789), 467, 547.
Cook, Martha W. (1864*), 749.
COPELAND, W. S. ( ), 639.
CoTTERiLL, Thos. (1779), 4, 348, 477.
COWPER, Wm. (1731), 47, 114,157, 210, 541, 627, 757.
Cox, Frances E. (1841), (273, 824) tr.
COXE, A. C. (1818), 139, 182 TR., 211.
Crosby, Fanny J. (Mrs. Van Alstine.) (1823)*
469, 721, 723, 728, 737.
Cummings, James J. (1849*), 206.
Darby, John N. (1861), 284.
Davies, Samuel. (1724), 508.
Dayman, E. A. (1807), 618.
Deck, J. G. (1802), 242, 677.
Denham, David. (1791), 742.
Denny, Edward. (1796) , 187, 399, 445.
Dexter, H. M. (1821), 512 tr.
Dix, W.C. (1837), 100, 266.
DOANE, Geo. W. (1799), 16, 106, 148, 640.
Doddridge, Philip. (1702), 52, 64, 78, 92, 93, 268 tr.,
269, 288, 849, 350, 396, 398, 402, 434, 445, 470, 493,
500, 509, 526, 554, 645.
DowNTON, Henry. (1843), 90.
Draper, B. H. (1803), 553.
Drummond, (1585), 18.
DUFFIELD, Geo. (1818), 136, 246.
Duncan, Mary L. (1839), 694.
DwiGHT, Timothy, (1752), 436, 603.
Eastburn, J. W. (1797), 340.
Eddis, E. W. (1863*), 253.
Edmeston, J as. (1791), 388, 466, 659.
Ellerton, John. (1826), 679.
Elliott, Charlotte. (1789), 166, 294, 883.
Elven,C. (1852*), 171.
Emerson, Geo. D. ( ), 595.
Enfield, W. (1741), 400.
Esling, Mrs. C. H. (1839), 29.
Evans, Jonathan. (1749), 238.
Everest, Chas. W. (1814), 741.
Faber, F. W. (1814), 56, 245, 254, 329, 410, 684, 701, 747.
Fawcett, John. (1739), 360.
Fellows, J. (1780*), 497.
Ford, C. L. (1867), 519.
404
1Int)ex otHutbors^
405
Gellert, C. F. (1715), 278, S66.
Gerhardt, Paul. (1607), 188, 241, 319, 385.
GiLMORE, J. H. (1861*), 465.
GOODE, Wm. (1762), 25, 678.
Grant, Rob. (1785), 179, 387, 406,
Gregory the Great. (550), 170.
Grigg, Joseph. (1720), 165, 188.
GURNEY, J. H. (1802), 401.
Hall, E. M. Mrs. (1818), 588.
Hamertox, S. G. ( ), 699.
Hammond, Wm. (1719), 394, 540.
Hanaford, Phoebe A. Mrs. (1829), 138.
Hankey, Kate. ( ), 710, 711.
Harbaugh, Henry. (1817;, 205, 257, 292, 452, 615.
Hart, Joseph. (1712), 683.
Hartsough, L. ( ), 722.
Hastings, Thos. (1784), 75, 1-50, 216, 589.
Havergal, \Vm. H. (1793), 9.
Havergal, Frances R. (1836), 132.
Haaveis, Thos. (173;S), 194.
Hawker, Robt. (1753), 680.
Haydn, Michael. ( ),702.
Hayn, H. L. Miss. (1724), 696.
Heath, Geo. (1781*), 463.
Heber, Reginald. (1783), 31, 54, 76, 86, 138, 334, 493.
Heginbotham, O. (1744), 199, 373.
Herbert, Geo. (1593), 121.
HiGBEE, E. E. (1830), 26, 807 TR.
Hill, Rowland. (1745), 490.
Hope, H. J. M. (1809), 724.
Hopper, E. (1818, 72-5.
How, Wm. W. (1823), 2.84, 361, 727.
Humphreys, Jos. (1720), 484.
Huntington, Countess. (1707), 58.
Hyde, A. B. Mrs. (1799), 504.
Jenks, Stephen. (1800*),
Johns, John. (1801), 39.
Keble, John. (1792), 80, 598, 648, 750.
Keith, Geo. (1787*), 378.
Kelly, Thos. (1769), 262, 286, 293, 803, 804, 509.
Ken, Thos. (1637), 622, 641.
Kethe, Wm. (L562*),606 (?).
Key, F. S. (1779), 408, 610.
King, J. (1788), 221.
Kingsbury, Wm. (1744), 306.
Knollis, F. M. (1815), 580.
Lange, J. P. (1802), 257.
Lath bury, M. A. (1880*), 517.
Laurenti, Laurentius. (1660), 58.
Lavater, J. K. (1741), 324.
Leland, J. (17.54), 636.
Lloyd, Wm. F. (1791), 386.
LowRY, Robt. (1826), 738.
Luke, J. Mrs. (1818), 719.
Lyte, H. F. (1793), 99, 279, 384, 489, 514, 669.
Macduff, J. R. (1818), .8.56.
Mackay, Margaret. (18:32*), 574.
Madax, Martin. (1726), 855.
Mad AN, Judith. (1763*), 600.
Mant, R. (1776), 10, 481, 6.57.
March, Henry. (1790), 1.87.
Marriott, John. (1780), 449.
Mason, J. (168.8*), 6.54.
Mathews, R. S. (1859*), .506.
Maude, MaryF. (1820),. 542.
Medley, Saml. (17;^), 417, 423, 620.
Meigs, M. N. Mrs. ( ), 700.
Millard, J. E. (1821), 6 tr.
Miller, Emily H. ( ), 692.
MiLMAN, Henry H. (1791), 222.
MONSELL, J. S. B. (1811), 12, 13, 175, 278.
Montgomery, Jas. (1771), 27, 28, 57, 59, 79, 98, 247,
250, 283, 82.5, 392, 589, 549, 5.55, 5.59, 578, 602, 632,
670, 740, 746.
Moore, Tho.s. (1779), 190.
Morell ( ) , 548.
Morrison, J. (1749), 66.
Moultrie, John. (1799), 2-56.
Muhlenberg, W. A. (1796), 67, 510, 744.
Neale, JohnM. (1818), 72, 74, 77, tr., 219 tr., 223,
267, 432, 520 TR., 529, 558, 560 tr., 563, 592, 697.
Needham, J. (1710), 674.
Nelson, Earl. (182:8), 6:88.
Nelson, David. (1793), 734.
Nevin, E. H. (1814), 316.
Newman, John H. (1801), 464.
Newton, John. (172-5), 15, 224,870, 443, 837, 656, 673..
674, 782. 748, 756.
Onderdonk, H. U. (1"
OSLER, Edward. (1798
)),49.5.
298, 411, 424, 513, 534.
Palgrave, Francis T. (1824), 642.
I Palmer, Ray. (1808), 91, 281, 407, 442 tr., 516, 580..
Perronet, Edward. (1780*), 277.
Phelps, S. D. (1816), 2L5.
Phillimore, G. (186.8*), 104, 616.
PiERPONT, J. (178.5), -569.
Porter, Tho.s. C. (1859*), 341 tr., 619 tb.
Pott, Francls. (18:3.5), 263, 685.
Potter, T.J. (1827), 141.
Prentiss, E. P. Mrs. (1818), a54.
Proctor, Adelaide. (1825), 660.
Prynne, G. R. 212.
Raffles, Thos. (1788), 403, 487.
Rawson, G. (1807), 531.
Reed, Andrew. (1787), 332.
Reese, W. W. 218.
Robinson, C. S. (1829), 217.
Robinson, Robt. (1735), 681.
Ryland, J. (1753), 81.
Savonarola. (1452), 202.
Scheffler, Johann. (" Angelus Silesius.")
(1624), 201.
Schmolke, B. (1672), 192.
Scott, Thos. (1775*), 2.58.
Seagrave, Robt. (1693), 468.
Sears, E. H. (1810), 62, 6:8.
Shrub.sole, Wm. (1759), 145, 149.
SiGOURNEY, LYDIA H. (1791), 318.
Smith, Saml. F. (1808), 1.8-5, 501, 599.
Smyttan, Geo. H. (1820?). 178.
Stanley, A. P. (1815), 126.
Steele, Anne. (1716), 51, 1.56, 160, 190, 197, 291, .810,
404, 412, 413, 471, 527, 644, 6.51, 666.
SteGMAN, J. ( ), 107.
Stennett, Saml. (1727), 198, 351, 422, 479, 5:35, 672,
682.
Stewart, John. (180.8*), 528.
Stocker, John. (1776*), 830.
Stone, S.J. (18:39), 441.
Stowe, Harriet B. (1814), 515.
Stowell, Hugh. (1799), 667.
Strong, Nathan. (1748), 614.
Swain, Joseph. (1781) 662.
406
1[nt)ex of Hutbors<
Tappan, Wm. B. (1704) 235, 760.
Tate, Nahum. (1652), 382, 698.
Tate AND Brady. (1696*), 5, 97.
Tersteegen, Gerhard. (1697), 185, 753.
Thring, Godfrey. (1823), 105.
Thru pp, Dorothy A. (1779), 295.
ToKE, Emma. (1812), 82, 313.
ToNALi, Charlotte E. (1790), 726.
Toplady, Aug. (1740), 41, 208, 240.
Tregelles, S. P. (1813), 60.
Turner, Daniel. (1710), 314, 363.
Twells, H. T. (1823), 647.
Van Alstyne, F. J.— See Crosby.
Walfobd, W. W. (1846*), 759.
Walker, Anna L. (1868*), 144,
Wardlaw, Ralph. (1779), 142, 653.
Ware, Henry, Jr. (1794), 275.
Watts, Isaac. (1674), 32, 44, 48, 71, 109, 110, 111,
117, 123, 154, 155, 161, 162, 167, 169, 173,
232, 236, 270, 285, 287, 290, 331, 335, 362,
876, 877, 379, 380, 381, 395, 418, 419, 421,
438, 453, 458, 461, 474, 475, 476, 492, 499,
■522, 537, 538, 543, 552, 556, 561, 566, 572,
676, 579, 583, 596, 605, 612, 621, 623, 626, 630,
«34, 646, 661, 663, 664, 668, 688, 752.
116,
189,
364,
437,
521.
573,
631,
Weisse, Michael. (1531*), 264.
Weisel, Geo. (1855*), 344.
Wesley, C. (1708), 7, 14,24,61, 70,73,83, 89, 101, 102,
118, 124, 177, 180, 186, 225, 259, 271, 299, 311, 336,
405, 425, 429, 448, 456, 462, 472, 473, 478, 483, 544,
(?),557.
Wesley, J. (1703), 213, 327, 635.
White, H.K. (1785), 87.
Whiting, W. (1825), 691.
Whytehead, T. (1815), 248.
Williams, W. (1717), 140, 200.
Williams, Helen M. (1762), 372.
Williams, Isaac. (1802), 191, 570.
Willis, N. P. (1807), 568.
WiNKWORTH, Catharine. (1829), 40, (107, 113, 264,
344,353,601,658) tr.
Wolcott,S. (1813), 143.
Woodford, J. R. (1820), 119 tr., 120, 125.
WooDHULL, A. A. (1810), 608.
Wordsworth, C. (1807), 239, 265, 276, 301, 817, 337,
867, 426, 447, 460, 486, 491, 507, 597.
Wreford, J. R. (1800), 369.
Xavier, Francis. (1506), 182, 352.
Young, W. ( ), 115.
ZiNZENDoRF, Count. (1700), 184, 213.
m
Hymns Suitable for the Days
OF THE Church Tear.
1st Sunday in Advent : 12, 13, 22, 23, 44, 45, 54, 71,
78, 51, 58, 74
2d Sunday in Advent : 14, 16, 21, 24, 395, 663, 17, 53, 381
Sd Sunday in Advent : 39, 44, 46, 47, 51, 22, 48, 50, 98, 108
4th Sunday in Advent : 26, 33, 34, 74, 18, 117, 118, 413,
101, 102
Christmas: 57-88,697-702
1st Sunday after Christmas : 70, 83, 123, 161, 365, 407, 674
2d Sunday after Christmas : 64, 79-83, 188, 362, 514
f Circumcision of Christ: 94, 95, 77, 118, 674, 677
1 New Year's Day : 89-92, 96, 97 379, 382, 446
Epiphany : 72, 76, 87, 98, 100, 101, 109, 128, 113, 140
1st Sunday after Epiphany : 106, 111, 116, 125, 633,
691, 418, 421, 424, 512
2d Sunday after Epiphanv : 107, 108, 122, 129, 365,
382, 750, 751, 119
■Sd Sunday after Epiphany : 104, 117. 118, 124, 177,
190, 196, 351, 668, 674
4th Sunday after Epiphanv: 103, 105, 110, 115, 596,
453, 634, 177, 195, 368
5th Sunday after Epiphany : 92, 99, 112, 120, 121, 158,
612, 672, 24, 113
6th Sunday after Epiphany : 102, 121, 123, 126, 130,
267, 415, 655, 753
•Septuagesima : 42, 154, 156, 164, 470, 198, 753, 158, 326, 753
Sexagesima : 1.58, 188, 200, 209, 232, 471, 398, 456, 688
-Quinquagesima : 119, 183, 202, 204, 213, 215, 216, 349,
360, 176
Ash Wednesday : 170, 175, 179, 181, 156, 167, 176, 208, 99
1st Sunday in Lent : 169, 172, 178, 194, 214, 153, 418, 387
2d Sunday in Lent : 163, 186, 195, 197, 208, 21] , 381,
739, 189, 227
3d Sunday in Lent : 153, 166, 196, 205, 206, 790, 167,
210, 118, 342
4th Sunday in Lent: 155, 182, 190, 201, 210, 364, 597,
420, 363, 220
5th Sunday in Lent : 161, 177, 189, 490, 176, 184, 207,
473, 735
Palm Sunday : 9, 168, 184, 219-223, 537, 77, 271
Passion Week : 225-256, 154, 159, 521, 574, 731, 308,
179, 102
Easter Eve : 218, 248, 249, 256, 378, 574
Easter Sunday : 3, 257-275, 234, 366, 705, 706, 789
Easter Monday : 276-281
1st Sunday after Easter : 272, 285, 284, 286, 277, 537,
273, 108, 453, 482
2d Sunday after Easter : 270, 290-295, 467, 694, 696,
454, 717
3d Sunday after Easter : 27, 271, 287, 294, 316, 666, 106,
384, 463
Whitsunday: 317-333
Whitmonday : 318, 325-329
Trinity Sunday : 334-345
1st Sunday after Trinity : 347-349, 359, 373, 455, 456.
463, 200, 662
2d Sunday after Trinity : 360, 410, 538, 363, 364, 368,
369, 396, 547, 740
3d Sunday after Trinity : 250, 367, 390, 397, 424, 407,
537, 398, 408, 717
4th Sunday after Trinity : 399, 407, 427, 445, 454, 494,
514, 55, 173, 359, 393
5th Sunday after Trinity : 384, 396, 401, 433, 436, 483,
441, 435, 556, 449, 386
6th Sunday after Trinitv : 452, 492, 456, 542, 250, 80,
419, 157
7th Sundav after Trinitv : 220, 404, 442, 453, 459, 372,
379, 499, 617, 740
8th Sunday after Trinity : 375, 402, 427, 484, 634, 157,
326, 478
9th Sunday after Trinity : 389, 440, 464, 472, 480, 491,
21, 456, 463
10th Sunday after Trinity : 174, 323, 344, 506, 209, 292,
40, 74, 113, 400
nth Sunday after Trinitv : 377, 403, 408, 478, 670, 675,
183, 732, 167
12th Sunday after Trinitv : 417, 418, 423, 476, 224, 377,
408, 118, 731
13th Sunday after Trinity : 376, 400, 447, 458, 556, 493,
497, 166, 184, 288, 361
14th Sunday after Trinity : 319, 322, 432, 321, 675, 277,
118, 365, 208, 184
15th Sunday after Trinity : 386, 411, 443, 655, 474, 290,
382, 378, 409, 446
16th Sunday after Trinitv : 394, 413, 414, 426, 387, 41,
194. 196
17th Sunday after Trinity : 336, 365, 477, 199, 376, 80,
400, 404, 419
18th Sundav after Trinity : 230, 406, 412, 415, 421, 428,
499, 108, 674, 675
19th Sundav after Trinity : 159, 351, 428, 473, 489, 688,
167, 169, 408
20th Sunday after Trinity : 185. 457, 482, 486, 518, 476,
166, 790, 453
21st Sundav after Trinity : 35, 379, 382, 406, 461, 462,
285, 393, 450, 463
22d Sunday after Trinity : 846, 358, 380, 420, 460, 714,
760, 418, 309, 631
23d Sunday after Trinity : 37, 50, 430, 481, 663, 439,
715, 121, 214, 419
4th Sunday before Advent : 30, 41, 48, 56, 395, 64, 273,
379, 789
4th Sunday after Easter : 296, 714, 28, 299. 358, 41, I 3d Sunday before Advent : 31, 42, 55, 490, 574, 17, 485
102. 157, 319, 404
5th Sunday after Easter : 286-289, 307, 598, 600, 455,
308, 482, 729
Ascension Day : 299-305, 258, 312, 286, 554
Sunday after Ascension : 300, 309-315, 298, 123, 566 |
407
585, 19, 384
2d Sunday before Advent : 15, 43, 191, 14, 303, 21, 53,
55, 746
The Sunday before Advent : 36, 38, 57, 58, 27, 310, 35,
37, 456, 407
Index of Chants.
Page. Page.
Abide in me, O Lord, and I in Thee 246 Jesus lives, no longer now 390-
Advent Canticle 374 Jubilate Deo 384
Ascension Canticle 376 J^^t as I am, without one plea.
Benedic, anima mea 384
Benedictus 878
Beyond the smiliug and the weeping 279
Blessed are the dead 278
Bonum est confiteri 384
Cantate Domino 383
Christmas Canticle 374
Kyrie 388-
Laetatus Sura 385
Levavi oculos 385.
Lord's Prayer 394
Magnificat 378
Miserere mei Deus 380
Deus misereatur
De profundis 386
Domine, refugium 382
Nunc dimittis 37i>
381 Quam dilecta 381
386
I Responses 389, 39a
Domin^is regit me.
380
Easter Canticle.
Gloria in excelsis 1, S87
Gloria Patri 372, 387, 390, 393, 394
Gloria Tibi 389
Sanctus 392.
Seraphic hymn 375
Te Deum laudamus 2
Ter-sanctus 872
i The strain upraise 3-
They're gathering homeward 280
Good Friday Canticle
He was wounded for our transgressions.
I am the resurrection
375
379
Thy will be done 364
Tris-agion
37a
Venite, exultemus Domino.,
386, 390 1 Whitsunday Canticle 877
408
Index of First Lines.
Hy
Abide among us with thy grace
Abide in me, O Lord, and 1 in Thee
Abide with me, fast falls the eventide
Abide with us, the shades of eve
According to thy gracious word ,
A charge to keep 1 have
Adore the Father and the Son
A few more years shall roll
Again our earthly cares we leave
Alas! and did my Saviour bleed
Alas! what hourly dangers rise
Alleluia, best and sweetest
Alleluia sing to Jesus
Alleluia, song of sweetness
All glory, laud and honor
All hail, adored Trinity
All hail the power of Jesus' name
All is o'er, the pain the sorrow
All people that on earth do dwell
All praise to Thee, O Lord
All that I was, my sin, my guilt
Almighty God, thy word is cast
Always with us, always with us
Am I a soldier of the cross
And wilt Thou, O eternal God
Angels from the realms of glory
Angels, roll the rock away
Angels voices ever singing
A parting hymn we sing
Approach, my soul, the mercy seat
Arise, O King of grace, arise
Arm of the Lord, awake, awake ,
Art thou weary, art thou languid
Ascend thy throne, almighty King
As Jesus died and rose again
Asleep in Jesus, blessed sleep
As oft with worn and weary feet
As pants the wearied hart for cooling springs
Assembled at thy great command
As the bun doth daily rise
A strong tower is the Lord, our God
As with gladness men of old
At even ere the sun was set
At the Lamb's high feast we sing
A voice from the desert comes awful and shrill
Awake and sing thesong
Awake, awake the sacred song
Awake, my soul, and with the sun
Awake, my soul, stretch every nerve
Awake, my soul, to grateful lays
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, 107
, 515
, 279
.278
539
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343
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678
154
471
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266
267
219
888
277
256
606
122
874
158
816
475
567
79
258
685
532
782
566
145
529
146
584
574
888
444
131
688
158
100
647
261
18
894
51
622
470
620
Beautiful Saviour, King of creation ...
Before Jehovah's awful throne
Before the Lord we bow
Behold a stranger at the door
Behold the sin-atoning Lamb
Behold the sure foundation stone
Behold, what wondrous grace
Behold, where in a mortal form
Be Thou, O God, exalted high
Beyond the glittering starry skies
Beyond the smiling and the weeping.
610
165
168
561
123
400
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814
593
Htmtt.
Blessed are the dead who die in the Lord 591
Blessed are the sons of God 483
Blessed Saviour, Thee I love 246
Bless, O my soul, the living God 623
Blest are the pure in heart 80
Blest be the tie that binds 860
Blest Comforter divine 318
Blest Jesus, when my soaring thoughts 199
Blow ye the trumpet, blow 73
Body of Jesus, O sweet food 522
Breadof heaven, on Thee we feed 547
Break Thou the bread of life 517
Brief life is here our portion 85
Brightest and best of the sons of the morning 76
Brightly gleams our banner 141
Brightness of the Father's glory 639
By Christ redeemed, in Christ restored 531
By cool Siloam's shady rill 498
By faith in Christ I walk with God 370
By the blood that flowed from Thee 245
By the first bright Easter day 829
Call Jehovah thy salvation 392
Calm on the listning ear of night 62
Captain of Israel's host and guide., 472
Carol, carol Christians 703
Cast thy bread upon the waters 138
Children of the heavenly King 482
Christ above all glory seated 802
Christ for the world we sing 143
Christ is made the sure foundation 560
Christ is our corner-stone 562
Christ, the Lord, is risen again 264
Christ, the Lord, is risen to-day 259
Christ, whose glory fills the skies 101
Come, all ye saints of God 676
Come at the morning hour 682
Come, ever blessed Spirit, come 507
Come, every pious heart 422
Come, gracious Spirit, heavenly Dove 326
Come, gracious Lord, descend and dwell 752
Come, happy soul, approach your God 162
Come, Holy Spirit, calm my mind. 528
Come, Holy Spirit, come. Let 321
Come, Holy Spirit, come. With 322
Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove SSI
Come, Jesus, Redeemer, abide Thou with me. 281
Come, kingdom of our God 39
Come, let us anew our journey pursue 89
Come, let us join our cheerful songs 537
Come, let us sing of Jesus 312
Come, O Creator, Spirit blest 389
Come, sound his praise abroad 670
Come, Thou almighty King 448
Come, Thou fount of every blessing 681
Come to Calvary's holy mountain 740
Come unto Me when shadows darkly gather.. 29
Come, we that love the Lord 438
Come, ye disconsolate, where'er ye languish... 190
Come, ye thankful people, come 613
Commit thou all thy griefs 885
Crown Him with many crowns 604
Crown his head with endless blessing 2&
409
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Hymn.
Daughter of Zlon, awake from thy sadness 435
Day of judgment, day of wonders 15
Dearest of all the names above 377
Dear Father, to thy mercy-seat 197
Dear Lord, I give my heart to Thee 506
Dear refuge of my weary soul 196
Dear Saviour, bless us ere we go 684
Dear Saviour, if these lambs should stray 504
Dear Saviour, we are thine 396
Dear Saviour, when my thoughts recall 160
Depthsof mercy, can there be 180
Did Christ o'er sinners weep 174
Dismiss us with thy blessing. Lord 683
Do not I love Thee, O my Lord 350
Draw nigh and take the body of the Lord 520
Endless praises to our Lord 709
Eternal beam of light divine 186
Eternal King, enthroned above 525
Eternal source of every joy 93
Everlasting arms of love 856
Everything we love and cherish 590
Exalted high at God's right hand 485
Fade, fade each earthly joy 20
Fading, still fading, the last beam is shining.. 650
Fair vision, how thy distant gleam 50
Faith adds new charms to earthly bliss 363
Faith is the brightest evidence 364
Far as thy name is known 437
Far beyond all comprehension 204
Far from these narrow scenes of night 651
Father, blessing every seed-time 600
Father, lead me day by day 716
Father of all whose love profound 339
Father of eternal grace 250
Father of mercies, bow thine ear 550
Father of mercies, condescend 548
Father of mercies, God of love 373
Father of mercies, send thy grace 349
Father, O hear me now 588
Father, our hearts we lift 83
Father, Son and Spirit hear 386
Father, 'tis thine each day to yield 411
Father, whate'er of earthly bliss 404
Fierce raged the storm of wind 103
Fierce raged the tempest o'er the deep 105
Forever here my rest shall be 225
Forever with the Lord 27
For thee, O dear, dear country 87
Forth to the land of promise bound 480
For thy mercy and thy grace 90
Forty days and forty nights 178
From all that dwell below the skies 668
From every stormy wind that blows 667
From Greenland's icy mountains 133
Gently, Lord, O gently lead us 589
Gird thy sword on, mighty Saviour 152
Give me a sober mind 450
Give thanks to God, He reigns above 624
Give us, O Lord, the eye of faith... 367
Glorious things of thee are spoken 443
Glory be to God on high 7
Glory be to God on high (chant) 1, 788
Glory be to God, the Father 345
Glory be to Jesus 229
Glory, glory to our* King ." 800
Glory to God on high 753
Glory to Thee, my God, this night 641
Glory to Thee, O Lord 82
God bless our native land 603
Hymn-.
God bless the calm and holy cheer 12
God calling yet, shall I not hear 755
God eternal. Lord of all 6
God in his earthly temples lays Ill
God is love, his mercy brightens 359
God is our refuge in distress 431
God moves in a mysterious way 47
God, my supporter and my hope 155
God of all power and truth and grace 391
God of mercy, God of grace 99
God of my life, my morning song 628
Go preach my gospel, saith the Lord 552
Go to dark Gethsemane 247
Grace, 'tis a charming sound 898
Gracious Spirit, love divine , 330
Granted is the Saviour's prayer 827
Great God, attend while Zion sings 621
Great God, now condescend 497
Great God of nations, now to Thee 608
Great God, to Thee my evening song 644
Great God, we sing that mighty hand 92
Great God, what do I see and hear 21
Great is the Lord, our God 612
Great Prophet of my God 270
Guide me, O Thou great Jehovah 200
Hail, holy, holy, holy Lord 342
Hail, Jesus, Israel's hope and light 45
Hail, my ever blessed Jesus 203
Hail the day that sees Him rise 299
Hail, Thou long expected Jesus 70
Hail, Thou once despised Jesus 808
Hail to the brightness of Zion's glad morning. 75
Hail to the Lord's anointed 98
Hallelujah, hallelujah 265
Hark, a burst of heavenly music 700
Hark, a thrilling voice proclaiming 26
Hark, hark, my soul 701
Hark, my soul, it is the Lord 541
Hark, ten thousand harps and voices 303
Hark the glad sound, the Saviour comes 52
Hark, the herald angels sing 61
Hark, the song of jubilee 57
Hark, the sound of angel voices 68
Hark, the voice of Jesus calling 137
Hark, the voice of love and mercy 238
Hark, through the courts of heaven 397
Hark, what mean those holy voices 69
Hasten, Lord, the glorious time 127
Health of the weak, to make them strong 890
Hear what the voice from heaven declares 582
Hear what the voice from heaven proclaims.. 585
Heavenly Father, I would pray 523
He dies, the friend of sinners dies 232
He leadeth me, O blessed thought 465
He lives, the great Redeemer lives 291
Here at thy table, Lord, we meet 535
He reigns, the Lord, the Saviour reigns 82
Here, O my Lord, I see Thee face to face 518
High in yonder realms of light 487
High let us swell our tuneful notes 78
Holy and reverend is the name 675
Holy Ghost, dispel our sadness 819
Holy Ghost'the infinite 333
Holy, holy, holy Lord 337
Holy, holy, holy. Lord God Almighty 834
Holy Jesus, be my light 686
Holy night, peaceful night 702
Holy Saviour, we adore Thee 60
Holy Spirit, faithful guide 328
Honor and glory, thanksgiving and praise 618
Hosanna, raise the pealing hymn 9
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411
Hymn.
Hosannatothe living Lord 54
Hosanna to the Prince of light 285
Hosanna to the royal Son 116
How beauteous are their feet 556
How blest the righteous when he dies 571
How charming is the place • 672
How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord.., 878
How oft, alas! this wretched heart 156
How shall the young secure their hearts 688
How sweet, how heavenly is the sight 662
How sweet the name of Jesus sounds 674
How tedious and tasteless the hours 756
How welcome was the call 751
I am coming to the cross 730
lam Jesus' little lamb 696
If Christ is mine, then all is mine 289
I hear the Saviour say 704
I hear thy welcome voice 722
I heard the voice of Jesus say 731
I lay my sins on Jesus 176
I love Thee, O most gracious Lord 182
I love thy kingdom. Lord 436
I love to hear the story ". 692
Hove to steal awhile away 652
I love to tell the story 711
In all our wanderings here below 491
1 need Thee every hour 739
In some way or other the Lord will provide... 749
In the cross of Christ I glory 207
I saw the cross of Jesus 712
Is thy cruse of comfort failing 847
I saw one hanging on a tree 224
It came upon the midnight clear 63
1 think, when I read that sweet story of old 719
I thirst. Thou wounded Lamb of God 213
It is not death to die 577
I was a wandering sheep 717
I will love Thee, all my treasure 201
I will singof my Redeemer 735
I would not live alway 744
Jerusalem, my happy home 55
Jerusalem the golden 86
Jesus, and shall it ever be 188
Jesus Christ is risen to-day 260
Jesus Christ, our Saviour 691
Jesus, exalted far on high 477
Jesus, I live to Thee 452
Jesus, I love thy charming nan^e 64
Jesus, I my cross have taken 514
Jesus invites his saints 543
Jesus, keep me near the cross 721
Jesus lives and so shall 1 866
Jesus lives, no longer now 273
Jesus, Lord, we kneel before Thee 206
Jesus, Lord, we look to Thee 484
Jesus, lover of my soul 177
Jesus loves nie, Jesus loves me 690
Jesus meek and gentle 212
Jesus, most loving Lord 570
Jesus, most merciful and kind 858
Jesus, my Lord, how rich thy grace 288
Jesus, my Lord, my God, my all 230
Jesus my love, my chief delight 488
Jesus, my Saviour, look on me 687
Jesus, my Shepherd, let me share 292
Jesus, o'er the grave victorious 307
Jesus, our soul's delightful choice 871
Jesus, refuge of the weary 202
Hymn.
Jesus, Saviour, pilot me 725
Jesus shall reign where'er the sun 109
Jesus, tender Shepherd, hear me 694
Jesus, the Shepherd of the sheep 293
Jesus, the spring of joys divine 666
Jesus, the very thought of Thee 865
Jesus, Thou art my righteousness 473
Jesus, Thou joy of loving hearts 220
Jesus, thy blood and righteousness 184
Jesus, thy boundless love tome 183
Jesus, thy Church with longing ej-es 33
Jesus, thy name I love 677
Jesus, to thy cross I hasten 205
Jesus wept, those tears are over 187
Jesus, we sing thy matchless grace... 414
Jesus, we thus obey 544
Jesus, where'er thy people meet 627
Jesus, with all thy saints above 161
Join all the glorious names 421
Joy to the world, the Lord is come 44
Just asl am, without one plea 166
Keep Thou my way, O Lord 469
Kingdoms and thrones to God belong 605
Lead, kindly Light 464
Lead us, heavenly Father, lead us 466
Let me be with Thee where Thou art 294
Let saints below in concert sing 429
Let songs of praises fill the sky 320
Let us adore the eternal Word : 538
Let us aw^ake our joys 306
Let Zion praise the mighty God 607
Lift up to God the voice of praise 653
Lift up your heads, ye mighty gates 344
Lift your glad voices in triumph on high 275
Light of the lonely pilgrim's heart 445
Light of those whose dreary dwelling 24
Light's glittering morn bedecks the sky 280
Like Xoah's weary dove.... 439
Lo, He comes, with clouds descending 14
Look from thy sphere of endless day 147
Look, ye sa-nts, the sight is glorious 304
Lord, as to thy dear cross we fiee 401
Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing 680
Lord, lam thine, entirely thine 508
Lord I am vile, conceived in sin 163
Lord, I believe, thy power I own 369
Lord, I hear of showers of blessing 718
Lord, in the morning Thou shalt hear 630
Lord, in this thy mercy's day 191
Lord, in thy name thy servants plead 598
Lord, it belongs not to my care 875
Lord Jesus, I long to be perfectly whole 736
Lord Jesus, when we stand afar 284
Lord, like the publican I stand 403
Lord of glory. Thou hast bought us 346
Lord of hosts, to Thee we raise 563
Lord of the harvest, bend thine ear 150
Lord of the harvest, hear 557
Lord of the hearts of men 119
Lord of the worlds above ; 862
Lord, pour thy Spirit from on high 549
Lord, thine appointed ser\-:ants bless 551
Lord, thy glory fills the heaven 10
Lord, what our ears have heard 496
I^ord, we come before thee now 540
Lord, when we bend before thy throne 533
Lord, with glowing heart I'd praise Thee 408
Love divine, all love excelling 102
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Hymn.
Majestic sweetness sits enthroned 351
May the grace of Christ, our Haviour 656
May we thy precepts, Lord, fulfil 424
Mid scenes of confusion and creature 742
Mighty Saviour, gracious King 298
More love to Thee, O Chnist 854
Must Jesus bear the cross alone 226
My country, 'tis of thee „ 599
My days are gliding swiftly by 734
My dear Redeemer and my Lord 418
My faith looks up to Thee 407
My faith shall triumph o'er the grave 586
My Father's house on high 715
My God, accept my heart this day 502
My God, and is thy table spread 526
My God, how endless is thy love 62f)
My God, how wonderful Thou art 410
My God, I love thee, not because 352
My God, permit my tongue „ 634
My God, the spring of all my joys 880
My God, thy covenant of love 493
My Jesus,as Thou wilt 192
My Saviour, my almighty friend 876
My Saviour, whom absent I love 757
My sins, my sins, my Saviour 175
My soul, be on thy guard 463
My soul, repeat his praise 895
My spirit longs for Thee 743
My spirit on thy care 884
My times are in thy hand 386
Nearer, my God, to Thee 214
No change of time shall ever shock 97
No more, my God, I boast no more 492
No more sadness, no more fasting 697
Not all the blood of beasts 189
Not by the martyr's death alone 85
Not by thy mighty hand 120
Not to the terrors of the Lord 476
Now begin the heavenly theme 355
Now be my heart inspired to sing 416
Now from the altar of our hearts 654
Now I have found a friend 724
Now in a song of grateful praise 417
Now thank we all our God 601
Now with the rising golden dawn 625
O blessed God, to Thee I raise 665
O blessed Lord, the earth is thine 597
O bless the Lord, my soul 631
O blest Creator, God most high 643
O bow thine ear, eternal One 569
O bread to pilgrims given 442
O Christ, our true and only light 113
O Christ, Redeemer of our race 88
O Christ, Thou glorious King, we own 415
O come, all ye faithful 65
O come and mourn with me awhile 254
O come, O come Emanuel 23
O could I speak the matchless worth 423
O'er the distant mountains breaking..., 13
O'er the gloomy hills of darkness 140
O for a closer walK with God 157
O for a faith that will not shrink 868
O for a heart to praise my God 1 478
O for a sweet inspiring ray 310
O for a thousand tongues, losing 118
O for the death of those 578
O garden of Olives, thou dear favored spot 228
O God of Bethel, by whose hand 446
O God, our help in ages past 379
Hymn,
O God unseen yet ever near 534
O God, we praise Thee and confess 629
O God, who lovest to abide 56S
O guardian of the Church divine 43^
O had 1, my Saviour, the wings of a dove 282
O happy day that stays my choice 50^
O help \is. Lord, each hour of need 19&
O Holy Ghost, thy heavenly dew 324
O holy, holy, holy Lord 34a
O holy Lord, our God 754
O Holy Spirit, come 823.
O Jesus, God and Man 633:
O Jesus, in thy torture 245
O Jesus, King most wonderful ,.... 108
O Jesus, Lord of heavenly grace 809^
O Jesus, Saviour of the lost 428'
O Jesus, thou art standing 727
O Jesus, Thou the beauty art 420'
O Lamb of God still keep me , 21-2
O light of life, O Saviour dear 642;
O Lord, how joyful 'tis to see 857
O Lord of health and life, what tongue can tell 104
O Lord of hosts, whose glory fills 555
O Lord, our God, arise 142
O Lord, refresh thy flock 440
O Lord, the wilderness to me 233
O Lord, when faith with fixed eyes 231
O love divine how sweet thou art 425
O Master, it is good to be 126
O mother dear, Jerusalem 43ot
Once more, O Lord, thy sign shall be 15.
One sweetly solemn thought 649
On Jordan's bank the Baptist's cry 46;
On Jordan's rugged banks I stand 479
On Tabor's top the Saviour stands 130
On the fount of life eternal 494
Onward, Christian soldier 693
O Paradise, O Paradise 55
O sacred Head, now wounded 241
O Saviour of our race 40
O Saviour who at Nain's gate 426
O Spirit of the living God 325.
O tell me. Thou life and delight of my soul 297
O Thou, from whom all goodness flows 194
O Thou Majesty divine 251
O Thou, that hearest when sinners cry 167
O Thou, the Lord and life of those 459
O I'hou, to whose ail searching sight 185
O Thou, who by a star didst guide 72
O Thou, who didst prepare 72s
O Thou, whogavest thy servants grace 86
O Thou, who makest souls to shine 432.
O Thou, whose own vast temple stands 564
O Thou, who through this holy week 223
Our blest Redeemer ere He breathed 296
Our country's voice is pleading 134
Our God is love, and all his saints 848
Our heavenly Father calls 455
Our Lord hath arisen, the tempter is foiled. ... 705
Our Lord is risen from the dead 311
Our sins, our sorrows. Lord, were laid on Thee 253
O very God of very God 74
O what, if we are Christ's 454
O where shall rest be found 28
O worship the King all glorious above 406
Pain and toil are over now 252
Pardoned through redeeming grace 513
Pass me not, O gentle Saviour 728
Planted in Christ, the living vine 501
Plunged In a gulf of dark despair 48
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Hymn.
Praise, Lord, for Thee in Zion waits 6(39
Praise tlie Lord, ye heavens, adore 657
Praise to God, immortal praise 617
Praise to the Lord, He is King over all 619
Praise ye Jehovahs name' 678
Praise ye the Father, for his loving kindness .. 8
Praise ye the Lord, all nature join 664
Prostrate dear Jesus, at thy feet 198
Kedeemed from guilt, redeemed from fears .... 489
Hejoice, all ye believers 58
Rejoice, the Lord is King 271
Rejoice, ye saints, rejoice and praise 96
Rescue the perishing 737
Resting from his work to-day 248
Rest of the weary, joy of the sad 218
Rest, weary Son of God, and I with Thee 249
Return, O wanderer, return 758
Ride on, ride on in majesty 222
Rise, glorious conqueror, rise 805
Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings 468
Rock of Ages, cleft for me 208
Round the Lord in glory seated 481
Safe in the arms of Jesus , 723
Safely through another week 637
Salvation, O the joyful sound 117
Saviour, again to thy dear name we raise 679
Saviour, breathe an evening blessing 659
Saviour, I follow on 217
Saviour, like a shepherd lead us 295
Saviour, sprinkle many nations 139
Saviour, thy dying love 215
Saviour, Ihy gentle voice 216
Saviour, when in dust to Thee 179
Saviour, who thy flock art feeding 511
See Israel's gentle Shepherd stands 500
See the conqueror mounts in triumph 801
See the destined day arise 244
Shepherdof tender youth 512
Shepherd of thine Israel, lead us 467
Shine on our land, Jehovah, shine 596
Shout, for the blessed Jesus reigns 112
Shout the glad tidings 67
Show pity, Lord, O Lord forgive 169
Singof Jesus, sing forever 510
Sing to the Lord most high 609
Sing to the Lord, ye distant lands 71
Sing them over again to me 7i3
Smile praises, O sky 706
Softly now the light of day 640
Soldiers of Christ, arise 462
So let our lips and lives express 419
Songs of praise the angels sang 59
Son of God, eternal Word 486
Sovereign of all the worlds on high 402
Sow in the morn thy seed 555
Spirit divine, attend our prayer 332
Stand up, stand up for Jesus 136
Summer ended, harvest o'er 616
Sun of my soul. Thou Saviour dear 648
Surely Christ thy griefs has borne 240
Sweet hour of prayer 759
Sweet the moments rich in blessing 237
Swell the anthem raise the song 614
Take me, O my Father, take me 516
Take the name of Jesus with you 733
Take up thy cross, the Saviour said 741
Teach me, my God and King 121
Tell me ♦he old, old story 710
Hymn.
Tell it out among the nations 132
Tender Shepherd, Thou hast stilled 587
Thanks be to God for his wonderful love 595
That day of wrath, that dreadful day 17
The Eastertide with joy was bright 272
The ancient law departs 95
The billows swell, the winds are high 114
The blest memorials of thy grief. 536
The burden of my sins, O Lord 211
The Church has waited long 42
The Church's one foundation 441
The day is past and gone 636
The day of resurrection 268
Thee, O God, we humbly praise 341
Thee we adore, eternal Lord 4
Thee we adore, eternal name 583
The God of harvest praise 602
The God of love will sure indulge 575
The God of mercy warns us all 164
The golden gates are lifted up 315
The head that once was crowned with thorns.. 286
The Lord is my Shepherd, no want 283
The Lord is risen indeed 262
The Lord my Shepherd is 290
The Lord of glory is my light 287
The Lord of life is risen 257
The Lord, who truly knows 451
The Lord will come, the earth shall quake 31
The morning light is breaking 135
The perfect world by Adam trod 568
The pity of the Lord 579
There is a blessed home 714
There is a calm for those who weep 581
There is a fountain filled with blood 210
There is a green hill far away 708
There is a land of pure delight 661
There is an hour of peaceful rest 760
There is no night in heaven 580
There's a friend for little children 695
There's a wideness in Gods mercy 747
The roseate hues of early dawn 655
The Saviour kindly calls 495
The Saviour, O what endless charms 413
The shadows of the eveninghours 6(J0
The solemn season calls us now 181
The Son of Man shall come 43
The strain upraise 3
The strife is o'er the battle done 263
The things of the earth in the earth let us lay 592
The voice of free grace cries 49
The voice that breathed o'er Eden 750
The whole creation groans and waits 427
The world is very evil 38
They're gathering homeward from every land 594
Thine early Sabbaths, Lord, we love 645
Thine forever, God of love 542
This child we dedicate to Thee 5a5
This Is my body which is given for you 519
This stone to Thee in faith we lay 530
Thou art gone up on high 3i:i
Thou art my portion, O my God 499
Thou art the way ; to Thee alone 106
Thou, by heavenly hosts adored 615
Though faint yet pursuing 284
Though I speak with angel tongues 353
Though troubles assail 748
Thou hidden source of calm repose 124
Thou Lord of all above 172
Thou lovely source of true delight 412
Thou loving Saviour of mankind 170
Thou, who hast called us by thy word 457
1 Thou, who roU'st the year around 91
414
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Hymn.
Thou, whose almighty word 449
Through all the changing scenes of life 882
Through every age eternal God 573
Through Israel's coasts in times of old 129
Thus far the Lord has led me on 646
Thy blood, O Christ, hath made our peace 94
Thy mighty working, mighty God 658
Thy way, not mine, O Lord 193
Thy will be done in devious way.... 745
Till He come, O let the words 546
'Tisby the faith of joys to come 110
Tis midnight and on Olive's brow 235
To Christ, the Prince of Peace 209
To God, the only wise 453
To Jesus, our exalted Lord 527
To the name of our salvation 77
To us a child of hope is born 66
To Zion's hill I lift mine eyes 461
Triumphant Zion, lift thy head 434
'Twas on that dark, that doleful night 521
Unveil thy bosom, faithful tomb 576
Uplift the' banner, let it float 148
Upward I lift mine eyes 393
Vain are the hopes the sons of men 458
Waken, Christian children 699
Watchman, tell us of the night 22
Weeping will not save me 738
We give Thee but thine own 361
We give immortal praise 335
We in ourselves unrighteous are 460
Welcome, sweet day of rest 671
We lift our hearts to Thee 635
We need Thee, Saviour, when dear eyes 80
We plough the field and scatter 611
We praise Thee, O God (Te Deum) 2
We sing his love, who once was slain 490
We sing to Thee, Thou Son of God 227
We stand in deep repentance , 530
We will carol joyfully 707
What a friend we have in Jesus 729
What grace, O Lord, and beauty shone 899
Hymn,
What star is this with beams so bright 12&
What strange perplexities arise 524
When all thy mercies, O my God 409
When from the city of our God 447
When gathering clouds around I view 387
When his salvation bringing 221
When 1 can read my title clear 881
When I survey the wondrous cross 23(>
When Jordan hushed his waters still 84
When, Lord, to this our western land 151
When marshalled on the nightly plain 87
When on Sinai's top I see 255
When overwhelmed with grief 173
When shades of night around us close 34
When the faithful were assembled 817
When Thou, my righteous Judge, shalt come.: 53
When two friends on Easter day 276
When waves of trouble 'round me roll 383
When wounded sore the stricken soul 159
Where two or three with sweet accord 682
While shepherds watched their flocks 698
While Thee I seek, protecting power 372
While Thou, O my God, art my help 115
Who are these in bright array 746
Who is there like Thee 720
Who is this that comes from Edom 239
Why should the children of a King 474
Why should we start and fear to die 572
With broken heart and contrite sigh 171
With humble faith and thankful heart 545
Within the Father's house 125
Witness, ye men and angels, now 503
Work, for the night is coming 144
Ye choirs of new Jerusalem 274
Ye Christian heralds, go, proclaim 553:
Ye saints, proclaim abroad 81
Ye servants of God, your Master pioclaim 405
Ye servants of the Lord 554
Yes, the Redeemer rose 269
Your harps, ye trembling saints 41
Zion, awake, thy strength renew 149
Zion, the marvelous story be telling 67
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